Deathspell Omega — Carnal Malefactor
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Below the lid of a vast rounded monument
Trickling of gristly vestiges and whacked hopes
Enhanced by the horrible excess of fetid exhalation
And uterine strangulation by the wreaths
Of the herds astray, arid in despair, blessed
With dilated flakes of fire, slowly wafting down
Say, what does a maternal heart feel when merely
Vinegar stills your child’s thirst?
You’d implore to harbour his torment in your chest
To make this burden yours, but… Sacrilege!
Who are you, harlot, to interfere with His emerald will
When even your glance should never leave the soil?
There resides the fusion, there is the nucleus
Angel prick and holy semen
And a woman genuflecting an aroused beast of burden alike
Seduced by the father and seducing the son
There resides the fusion, there is the nucleus
A phallic communion that sanctifies interior wastelands
He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption
Carnal malefactor, rub your sterile wriggling womb
Иже херувимы тайно образующе
И Животворящей Троицѣ трисвятую пѣснь припѣвающе
Всякое нынѣ житейское отложимъ попеченіе
Яко да Царя всѣхъ подъимемъ
Ангельскими невидимо дориносима чинми
Аллилуіа
With a candle in reverential contemplation
And give voluptuous harbour to vile insects
He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption
The scorpion shall open the book of Salomon for you to see
And the snake slither out of the lips that delivered once
The redeemer of man, born out of shameful maternity
He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption
The lactiferous beast subjugated reason to appetite
Praised be human nature, ciborium of shame and waste
For bathing in decline a redeemer moisty of semen so contemptible
There resides the fusion, there is the nucleus
Angel prick and holy semen
And a woman genuflecting an aroused beast of burden alike
Seduced by the father and seducing the son
There resides the fusion, there is the nucleus
A phallic communion that sanctifies interior wastelands
When a woman is knead by the claws of fowls attracted
By seminal odours no longer hidden by dignity
And purified by their beaks rummaging her swollen vagina
When laments alter into praises despite
Holy duty and menacing perdition
Seers can say that his birth does death subdue no more
His birth does death subdue not
For my God proceeds of failed humanity
O Master, the eastern pillar of your domination
Is the organic fallibility