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Behemoth - Sermon To The Hypocrites Lyrics

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  • O, ye whose future is in other hands!
  • Foul feeders! Slipped, are ye on you excrement?
  • Parasites! Having the world lousy,
  • Imagine ye are of significance to Heaven
  • I, who enjoy my body
  • [I] would rather pack with wolves
  • than enter your pest - houses
  • Sensation... Nutrition... Mastication... Procreation...!
  • This is your blind - worm cycle
  • Know ye of nothing further than your own stench?
  • Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe
  • The sword - trust - not salve - I bring!
  • Honest was Sodom!
  • Your theology is a slime - pit of gibberish become ethics
  • In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity
  • Everything ends miserably -
  • - besmirched with fratricidal blood.

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