Pazuzu - An Antidote For God Lyrics
BEHOLD THE FLUID SO SACRED. ENSHROUDED BY TIME AND THOSE WHO FORSAWTHE END I AM CALAMITY AND I AM THE PLAGUE, THETHIRD ANGEL HAS BLOWN HIS HORN FROM THE COLD VOID COMESVERMOUTH THE STAR TO SOUR THE SOIL OF MAN.BED TO REST MANKIND FOR SANCTUARIES ARE NOW ABBATOIRES ASTHE TEMPLE OF GOD SHELTERS THOSE SOON TO DIE.FROM THE DISTANT HORIZON, BEYOND THE SCARLETT NEMESIS, WEHEAR THE SONG OF THE END - VERMOUTH, SOUR POISON FROM THESTARS.DARK SORCERY, EDEN ON ITS KNEES...A PALACE OF POISON WHERELUSTFUL THE VIRGIN MINGLES WITH HELLS INFERNAL HOST...BITTER WINE, DARK FLUID OF DECEPTION, DROWSES THE MIND OF MAN..."TETRAGRAMMATON""And the third angel blew his horn, and a great star fell from heaven,burning like a torch..."Revelations 8.10...renewal is at hand...