Moralism As Anesthetic

Hiss From The Moat

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Let me command babylon,
The capital of evilness sanctuary
Let the jerusalem streets
Be covered from the children heart's blood

I will cut God in two pieces,
As the God marduk did
I will bring chaos back
And make pain reign for eternity

I walk on the corps
And command the virgin's death
As I open my eyes, burn jerusalem
And let the virgin die!

Let me command babylon,
The city of beelzebub where flies are sacred insects
Let me be the head of the demons,
And at my command, let the jerusalem huts burn

I walk on the corps
And command the virgin's death
As I open my eyes, burn jerusalem
And let the virgin fucking die!

Hail to chaos
Hail to the babylon patron
Hail to chaos
Hail to the babylon patron

Let me command babylon
Let me command babylon

As I open my eyes, burn jerusalem
And let the virgin die!
As I open my eyes, burn jerusalem
And let the virgin fucking die!

And let the virgin fucking die!