Simony of Hollow Christs Lyrics

"Shall we use Your Holy Shroud
To cover the most profane blood of our young?
Yes we shall
For the garb of His bride must remain white"

Woe is the word of the Law
And the Word was with God
And the Word was God

Let His bride be ever washed in the blood of her children
Let those who speak dissonance be silenced
Let their severance be as banal as The Word

This house shall remain
Shall grow
Let the children's blood be its mortar
Invocated to metamorphosis
By those that feed on the petals that fall
From their split flesh

Cast out all dissent
And we shall grow mighty
Shall feed His toothy maw
And we feast on the scraps

Hosannah in the highest
We are blessed by your vomit

Under the banner of Jabez we forge our grand expansion
With the hollow husks of our excommunicated
We decorate our holy festival
Agnus Dei
Agnus Dei
Agnus Dei

We raise our hands to thee
No liturgy outlined
But these patterns are Holy
Banal inspiration
Banal worship
Banal communion
Banal Christ

Let us feed upon Him
Let us feed our convicted to Him
Let us drink of His blood
Let us bleed those who doubt

Christ of Corruption
Shall we use your Holy Shroud
To cover and mop the most vulgar blood of our young?

Yes, we shall
For the garb of His bride must remain white