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by Jäk Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Lyrics · Religious · #1372346
Fall upon your knees, O Penitent One. . .
The Art of Our Lord

Life is an abomination to our Lord
And for us, Liberation flies with guilt ---- (Not of He/That of We,)
To the abominations come pain and strife
Our life, tragedies—Death, is his sacriment ---- (Blessed Wheel/Blessed we are,)
We are the cherished, the art of our Lord.

And sin, is our Libation inevitable unto He
For now he has us dirtied, And weeping in his arms
By that He may Adore ------ (Dayly we,)
We, in the cleansing fires of Damnationry
That He may lovingly purify, our blemished souls.

A Charmer and Observer of Times, is He
Blissfully, He caresses our Wicked, Burning Hides
By that he may Cherish ----- (Nightly we,)
Us, with the subtle touch of a Lover—Righteously
Whilst He whispers kind words to our ears.

We the children of Defiled whoredom
Daughters and Sons of Adam and Eve ---- (They of the He/Not of thee,)
Those whom first fell, did He make
Are whom, the Towering Lord ----- (Mighty Healing/Mighty He is,)
Turn to demons—to, perver-severe.
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