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The Death Throes of Christianity

(2006)
TypeAlbum (Studio full-length)
GenresBlack Metal, Death Metal
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1. Bible Black (3:58)
this curse, lift it from me
every word and every page, dripping disease
hypocrisy, internally contradictory
this is the doctrine of the deceived

were we born in the wrong time?
In the wrong state of mind?
damned with the powers to discern wrong from right?
to turn away from the herd and cast the scriptures aside?

bound in human fear, inked in our own blood
engraved in our culture, stigma poisons our thoughts
and the result is a people who depend on the Church
the blind are leading the blind with moral guidance their crutch

this is truly the holy book of the living dead
I feel compelled to atonement for every page I've read
this is truly the source from which all hatred is fed
the most divisive and ignorant text I've ever read

incest, sacrifice, animal and human alike
prostitution, false prophesy, truth made into a mockery
sexism and phobia, lies against science and history
mass genocide and racial pride, all within these pages lie

in the bible black (a plagiarized text)
the bible black (a bloodletting fest)
a plagairized text (the curse of an age)
a bloodletting fest (and we all must be saved)
we have all been force-fed (the lies we’ve been fed)
your humanity is bled (from the book of the dead)
by the bible black (the bible black)
by the bible black (the bible black)

burn the book, dissect the lie
cut the head off from the serpent and the serpent dies
break the chains, the serpent will speak no more
trace the evil of Christianity to it's source

this ethically bankrupt manifesto of more than dubious authorship
this discredited composition, I refuse the poisoned word it gives
for those who've turned off their own instinct for what is right and what is wrong
you're a danger to yourself and others, and in this world you don't belong

this divine conglomerate of conflicting values which confounds only, not confirms
this ghost-authored text from disassociated imposters, teaches not, only unlearns
for those who've denied their sovereign right: be your own judge, rule your own life
you're a failure for a human being, and in this world you won't survive

this curse, lift it from me
every word and every page, dripping disease
hypocrisy, internally contradictory
this is the doctrine of the deceived
bound in human fear, inked in our own blood
engraved in our culture, stigma poisons our thoughts
and the result is a people who depend on the Church
the blind are leading the blind with moral guidance their crutch
uproot the chains of false upbringing, we ask for more
than the father, son, spirit and the blessed whore

it's the curse of an age
and we all must be saved
2. Coronation (3:38)
outstretched upon the cross and lost in fervent prayer
inspiration to a fabrication and origin of this nightmare
cats-of-nine-tails crack and smatter blood on the crowd as they chant for more
coarse whips slash across a barren back, a crown of thorns atop adorns
a celebration of blood at Calvary, the soil of Golgotha stained red
king of the Jews, a grail of vinegar for you, it is my honor to pronounce you dead
this was the day god died, these nails lay claim to a worthless life
a blade into his side, stained with blood, the blade is mine
whips crack, blood flies, on the cross an only begotten failure dies
coronation crucifixion coup de' grace Corpus Christi
now the earth is shaking and the sky is turning red
angels of heaven screaming, for their God is dead
cold winds of change blowing through the gardens of Gethsemenie
bright blooms dying from the same blood baptizing me
this was the day God died, fate satisfied by our deed's pride
drenched in blood not mine, anointed with the blood of life
pain attacks, feeble cries, obscene martyrdom unveiling foolish pride
coronation crucifixion coup de' grace Corpus Christi
defeated, dead, died in disgrace, false belief in life beyond the cross
reword his cries into self-sacrifice, disguising the fact that he had lost
behold the coronation of the king of kings in blood, sweat, tears, thorns, pain, and grief
the liar of all lies spun the lie you live within, just another morbid tale of cruci-fiction
tonight a black star broods over the town of Bethlehem
Jesus, savior to none, gasps his final breath
raising the white flag in the city of Jerusalem
angels weeping for the child of Nazareth
this was the day God died, and the birth of the doctrine of lies
drink deep, unholy congregation, communion with the blood of Christ
God defied, evil thrives, on the cross, frail mortality forever defined
coronation crucifixion coup de' grace Corpus Christi
3. Dawn of a Dark Age (1:42)
the heart of God handed to man
in a belief quarantined, pent up fixations
martyrs fed daily to the lions, stirring sympathy
for the Gospel of Paul, distorted beyond belief
the words of the Son, bottled up to ferment
unleashed on a world ripe for punishment
theocracy and the empire collide into
Christianity-destroying the world one life at a time
for the sake of the love, grace, and mercy of God
why cannot this bloodshed ever come to a stop
for the sake of the satiation of all sins
this blackout for four hundred years shall not end
armies of God are poised to devour
as we embrace our darkest hour, all that we've achieved is baptized in fire
you've been legalized, given all you want
why cannot the onslaught ever stop
for all we've given you, yet you take even more
those we've killed of you, you've returned thousand score
you were legalized, a mistake never undone
when allowed every inch, a mile is soon withdrawn
every liberty given you, ungratefulness our reward
in the name of a bastard who was born to a whore
from the pagans of Rome, one name would descend
and through his acts, silence the voices within
fevered dreams and visions, uncertain in faith
a nation divided cannot stand in God's grace
a man after God's own heart and mind
the devastations of God's wrath trail not far behind
the will of Constantine, monotheistic unity
holy water and blood drown out Promethean flames
state religion bestowed upon the plague of all plagues
and now all may be lost so that all might be saved
despite death-bed baptism, undecided in faith
under the stigma of Christ, an empire falls in disgrace
armies of God are poised to devour
as we embrace our darkest hour, all that we've achieved is baptized in fire
baptized in fire
dawn of a dark age
4. Embodiment of All That Is Not (3:01)
I sit on a throne of thought crowned by the jewels of praise
submerged in me at birth, around your neck, above your grave
I accept your humble offerings with the indifference of any deity
I spit at man's ascension, you know you'll always need me
false hope and misplaced faith, I know the pain it brings
just a small few of all my favorite things
every miracle performed in my name, I accept your thanks without any shame
but I've never raised the dead nor healed the lame nor penned a single phrase
I have moved no mountains yet you've thanked me for the strength to climb
believe in me and I will see to the enslavement of your very mind
and if I be not risen, then we are all still dead in our sins
yet I do not even exist and I am never coming back again
I have saved no lives, I have dried no tears
yet my name will echo on for another thousand years
in the heart of the fool, in the mind of the insane
the emptiness in your life forever sustained as my domain
I am Jesus I am Jesus
let he who hath not wisdom reckon the name
I am Jesus I am Jesus
the word made flesh, the words man-made
the embodiment of all that is not, I am nothing
and in me you'll find only desolation and despair
commit to the void and the void commits to you
like a thief in the night, like your worst nightmare
5. Battle Hymn (For the Eight Crusades) (2:25)
in 1095 A.D. the first holy war was decreed
a statement signed by Christ, no one questioned authenticity
forged by the monk, Peter the Hermit, and the wheels begin to roll
'Deus Vult' becomes the battle cry, but God's will claims a death-toll
cultivating simple hate, fires of Hell burn in their heart
no mercy left for other faith, reclaim what's theirs, march and march
how do you feel when your drenched in blood?
still pure and righteous?
holy wars for the land of God
mind-washed and guiltless
how do you feel when your drenched in blood?
still pure and righteous?
holy wars for the land of God
mind-washed and guiltless
there were flocks of children fitted with swords and shields oversized
faith will make them impervious to harm, that same faith that makes you blind
empty words soon turned to empty stomachs, a rosary but not a prayer
open yours ears and eyes to a true infant sacrifice, this is no nightmare
truly no honor among thieves
crusaders looting their own temples, soldiers sold for the highest offerings
no mercy left, not even for their own kind
it must be true what they say, that hate is blind
...and the tears of the innocent shall be... be as water
...and the blood of the innocent shall never... never matter
...and the lives of the innocent lie silent... they lie silent and still
...as swords and shields compell to... Jerusalem
'to take the cross' was God's command, can you hear glory calling?
and pave the way in bodies of millions who've paid the ultimate price
impaled heads of victims, spectacles of power to strike fear
more glory for God to behold, year after blood-soaked year
terms: 'Deus Vult': (latin) 'God wills it'
'to take the cross': to join the crusades, to become a crusader
6. 14th Century Apocalypse (2:44)
famine across the land, four years of suffering
brings death to man, rain strikes down
destroying all the crops, malnutritioned bodies
from the inside rot, Jehovah's will be done
heretics bringing the fall of man, abandon his ideas, ruin Christ's plan
the greater good forced ou of the way, horsemen of fear, onwards they slay
bringing with them the black plague, eradicate all, mankind decays
the anointed one denies offspring, in their last days
fourteenth century apocalyptic times
pestilence, famine, war, death, on horses they ride
bubonic madness with black sores of delight
decimating the population of the fading light
100 years of darkness spreads across the land
death takes its toll upon all of man
boils burst, pus drainage, touched by the swift plague of death
war between England and France, confronting warriors, blood on their lance
unwilling to accept the jest of fate, those blamed burned at the stake
eyes have seen the work of the Lord, fire cleansing their sins
heretics bringing the fall of man, abandon his ideas, ruin Christ's plan
the greater good forced ou of the way, horsemen of fear, onwards they slay
bringing with them the black plague, eradicate all, mankind decays
the anointed one denies offspring, in their last days
fourteenth century apocalyptic times
pestilence, famine, war, death, on horses they ride
bubonic madness with black sores of delight
decimating the population of the fading light
100 years of darkness spreads across the land
death takes its toll upon all of man
masochist of the light, repent your sins, whipping, gorging, maiming, for God's grace
Israelite, you who live in sin, death is brought upon the Earth to cleanse
where is the savior?
Christians living in darkness, death all around, mankind the witness
unanswered prayers, brought on by sin, Christ is to be blamed for this
God can't save you!
fourteenth century apocalyptic times
pestilence, famine, war, death, on horses they ride
bubonic madness with black sores of delight
decimating the population of the fading light
100 years of darkness spreads across the land
death takes its toll upon all of man, fourteenth century apocalypse
7. Profane Grace (1:06)
my eyes have seen the horrors of the doings of the Lord
seen terrors perpetrated now, both here and all abroad
God's wrath has come in many forms from fires to the sword
and truth has been ignored
8. Trudenhaus (3:45)
body racks with hot, spiked rollers burn the sins right from your soul
head-crushing vice to pulverize the jaws which utter blasphemy
stretched on the wheel, disjointing pain, dropped from the ceiling, then immersed
can one believe the inhumane, ill-conceived misdeeds that took place within a church
knotted ropes forced down your throat with boiling water
ripped out upon the moment of confession - false confession
these acts do so beg our description, but how can mere words describe the horror?
oh God, please save us from your followers!
this is a testament of God's love
omnibenevolence bathed in blood
when flesh becomes the canvas to a new creation
the flesh becomes willing to return to dust
thumbscrews and jagged leg-breakers squeeze out each unholiness
and when you can stand or move no more, you're thrown into the iron chair
the fires are stoked, the spikes turn red, and soon you'll smell your burning flesh and blood
try to protest, but they've carved out your tongue and your eyes, a fitting send-off to meet God
bodkin daggers pierce deep into every inch of your body to let the demons out
the Devil's mark we're sure to find, anesthetized by pain, indifferent to your life
the same choir song resounds throughout inquisition halls upon every eve
and no Benedictine could ever outperform this symphony of dying screams
this is a gallery of God's love
a house of God given over to torture tests
within this Christian court of law
lies, gossip, and rumors will warrant death
every knee shall bow, and every tongue confess
and every heart despair in bloodstained blackened death
and every knee shall break, every tongue silenced
within the heart of darkness, Trudenhaus passes sentence
in Trudenhaus, meet your death
witch house, house of the dead
house of the dead
greet your death
9. Act of Faith (3:14)
"A coin in the coffer rings, a soul from purgatory springs."
clergy marching through the streets while innocents are suffering
the selling of indulgence, profiting from fear and shame
but no Novena Pennance of silver or gold will save your soul from me
Malleus Mallificarum, guide my soul, guide my hands
by this inquisition free our people, free our lands
from this infection, heathendom, intolerable Craft
a society turned on itself, consumed in God's wrath

as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath

I'll bear witness to death which ignorance brings
as you send the whole world up in smouldering flames
the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets, compelled by the Act of Faith
all the experts agree and fear rules the day
we'll all end up in ashes, in Hell or in flames
the verdict on which they have decided
at the stake, your soul and flesh shall be ignited

the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets compelled by the act of faith
all the experts agree, and fear rules the day
ashes to ashes, belief to bigotry

as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath
as God's most righteous and virtuous men live spirit-filled and free from sin the Church living proof that even God sins, as another evils waiting to begin

red hot needles, buried alive, the Church creates more ways to die
poisoning, hung and drawn, execution on a public platform
dunking booth, bound and cast, starving slow or suffocating fast
innocent blood upon their stage, murderous in their 'godly' ways

burn........
burn........
burn........ rise, from the gates of Hell
witches come to cast their spell
burn........ in the fires, forever dwell
burn, witch, burn........

your sentence has been passed
to the fires of Hell, you've been cast
eternal pain, forever last
burn, witch, burn........

"A coin in the coffer rings, a soul from purgatory springs."
clergy marching through the streets while innocents are suffering
the selling of indulgence, profiting from fear and shame
but no Novena Pennance of silver or gold will save your soul from me
Malleus Mallificarum, guide my soul, guide my hands
by this inquisition free our people, free our lands
from this infection, heathendom, intolerable Craft
a society turned on itself, consumed in God's wrath

the world ignited by hate, suspend all disbelief
processions marching through the streets compelled by the act of faith
all the experts agree, and fear rules the day
ashes to ashes, belief to bigotry

as I walk through the valley in the shadow of death
the flames growing stronger, conceal my final breath
as just another evil is waiting to begin
the Church tries to hide that even their God sins
10. Bitter Harvest (2:55)
from the womb of the mother of all sins
time severed forever the root where it all began
from the hollowed mind, incubator of the parasites
weeded out, the un-nurtured flower of ignorance dies
cultivated so tenderly but I shall uproot
with hands set free from the shackles of God
innoculated from the serpent's words
seeds of doubt planted whilst the seeds of faith become scorched
with the dawn of a new day
the millenium ends closing the Christian reign
institutions built on weakness are thwarted
ideals that cannot compute are aborted
extinguished light as the candle fades
bells of mourning sing diabolic serenades
from the dying flock our backs are turned
towards the future of a new world yet unborn
battle hymns played for the war in heaven
lines have been drawn in the sky
I've tempered my blade for the darkest crusade
where curse and miracle and prophecies of Armageddon thrive
extinguished light as the candle fades
bells of mourning sing diabolic serenades
battle hymns played for the war in heaven
lines have been drawn in the sky
I've tempered my blade for the darkest crusade
where curse and miracle and prophecies of Armageddon thrive
battle hymns played for the war in heaven
lines have been drawn in the sky
I've tempered my blade for the darkest crusade
where curse and miracle and prophecies of Armageddon thrive
break through the soil, bathe in new light again
under the fire of a full moon, we shall initiate the pollination
symbol and sign, rapturous wonders of end-times
paradise for the blind, proud child of ignorance dies
extinguished light as the candle fades
bells of mourning sing diabolic serenades
from the dying flock our backs are turned
towards the future of a new world yet unborn
battle hymns played for the war in heaven
lines have been drawn in the sky
I've tempered my blade for the darkest crusade
where curse and miracle and prophecies of Armageddon thrive
"I condemn false prophets, I condemn the effort to take away the power of rational decision, to drain people of their free will, and make a hell of a lot of money in the bargain. Religions vary in their degree
of idiocy, but I reject them all. For most people, religion is nothing more than a substitute for a malfunctioning brain." -Gene Roddenberry
11. Born Enslaved (3:17)
every breath we take is a sin and every word we speak is a sin
every step we take is a sin and every day we awake is in sin

and in if we succumb, for we are home and free
in sin we found what you failed to give us

in this, our new life, we are fortunate to bear witness
to this devouring.... the devouring of Christ

today I had a vision of all things yet unseen
the beauty of your God's world in flames surrounding me
Hell's fires burn brighter as Jehovah's flock kneel to pray
the fallen now laughing at the cowardice of the saved

fuck your god.... fuck your Christianity
your blind ignorance.... will be the downfall of humanity

but where is this God? why does he not show himself to me?
so pure and righteous, yet in his name you've commited atrocities
we've been punished for who we are, not things we've done wrong
perpetrating our aggressions on the so-called Son of God
two thousand years of terror, anger and shame
your lust widens, along with our disdain
your judgement day has come to pass yet here we still remain
the question you have yet to answer, who have you saved?

to prove yourself as a God, that is where you failed
when, by your so-called creation known as man, you were nailed
you died for all our sins, it says so in your bible
so why is it that we're all still being held liable?
is it because you're a lie, a fraud, a myth, or that you don't even exist?
or simply that you're too afraid, or just don't give a shit?
an egotistical king, with a kingdom full of fools
overthrown by the dominance of those who refused you

no truth, no savior, no pearly gates
just bodies of the dead, of the born to be slaves
no truth, no savior, no pearly gates
just bodies of the dead, of the born to be slaves
we storm the gates of Heaven, laughing as angels flee
we trample over the corpses of those we've slaughtered unmercifully
bodies set ablaze, the gates of Heaven torched
the stench of Hell remains in this Paradise scorched

every breath we take is a sin, every step we take is in sin
every word we speak is a sin, and every day we awake is in sin

cold dead heart, meant for saving
ripped from a God, not worth praising
our vengeance descending, flames getting higher
the stench of the saved, who's skin's set to fire
Christ kneels before me in pain, as the last of his servants' blood drains
begging for mercy, trying to plead with the deranged
the creator, now crying, wiping away bloody tears
orgasming violently, as he's sliced from ear to ear

no truth, no savior, no pearly gates
just bodies of the dead, of the born to be slaves
no truth, no savior, no pearly gates
just bodies of the dead, of the born to be slaves
we storm the gates of Heaven, laughing as angels flee
we trample over the corpses of those we've slaughtered unmercifully
bodies set ablaze, the gates of Heaven torched
the stench of Hell remains in your Paradise scorched
12. The Unspoken Truth (3:52)
retro-evolution, this is the state we've all achieved
the lowest common denominator, a goal we're set to meet
the audacity to forego and rape all natural laws
the mass of subhumanity is the effect and the cause
now is the time to scythe the wheat from the chaff
and this unspoken truth is what I now demand to broadcast
from my purification throne upon the highest peak
so let the harvest be bitter and serve death to the meek and weak
the final stage of evolution was but a conscious decision
a final glance at this spoiled humanity and declare with absolution
the final state of affairs was inept and tangled in hopeless disgrace
systems failing to support the growing carbon-based waste
the final stage of evolution was but a conscious decision
a final glance at this spoiled humanity and declare with absolution
I am not one of you, yet I suffer just to conceal the unspoken truth
I am not one of you, I shall operate through an unspoken set of rules
God help me, for I can't endure another day with the human race
and God is me, let mankind be erased
God help me, for I can't endure another day with the human race
and God is me, so I'll put nothingness in it's place
less will equal more in a survival of the fittest
the truth was always there but few will want to hear they need not exist
and we support this sad affair of state and every degenerate offspring they procreate
by breaking the backs of the elite and the fit, I am drowning in a gene pool of human shit
I am not one of you I am not one of you
I am not one of you I am not one of you
"During times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act." - George Orwell
13. Heir to the Throne (2:46)
"I raped Christ on the cross"
Heaven knew of nothing until that day
never tasted blood let alone defeat
"no longer will I adorn thee with pious, blinded praise"
"while you mourn for victims slain, into the pit I escape"
come, legions of the dark
we rule in Hell rather than serve in Heaven
Christ is ours upon the cross
we're shredding his flesh, his soul we crush
Nazarene (I'm stalking you)
Nazarene (I'm raping you)
Nazarene (you'll cry for Thee)
son of God (you'll bow to me)
ascending into Hell unto our rightful throne
banished from the Earth for thoughts unknown
lashing out at God for hypocrisy
vengeance on the Son is all I need
come, legions of the dark
we rule in Hell rather than serve in Heaven
Christ is ours upon the cross
we're shredding his flesh, his soul we crush
Nazarene (I'm stalking you)
Nazarene (I'm raping you)
Nazarene (you'll cry for Thee)
son of God (you'll bow to me)
Nazarene (I'm stalking you)
Nazarene (I'm raping you)
Nazarene (you'll cry for Thee)
son of God (you'll bow to me)
"now His soul burns in Hell"
fall from grace and fall in disgrace
Jesus rests in disease, all churches laid to waste
darkness shall descend to claim the throne of light
and plunge this God-fearing world into an age of eternal night
come, legions of the dark
we rule in Hell rather than serve in Heaven
Christ is ours upon the cross
we're shredding his flesh, his soul we crush
Nazarene (I'm stalking you)
Nazarene (I'm raping you)
Nazarene (you'll cry for Thee)
son of God (you'll bow to me)
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