Melting into the crowd, the basaclica   the bells of rome proclaming   in the mid-day heat      "Hosanna! Holy Father! Benedictus!"   the face of a man who never considered an angel...      sint mihi dei acherontis propitii, valeat   numen triplex jehovae   may the gods of acheron look with favour upon me   away with the spirit of the three fold Jehovah      a sleep like the ages    a sleep like death    like gog and magog   blood flowing like dreams      black stole and black chasuble. black cope   angelic perfection   perfect pope murder      pre-sanctification   Hell. God. Devil. Amen. Hey.      a sleep like the ages   a sleep like death   like gog and magog   blood flowing like dreams      pre-sanctification   Hell. God. Devil. Amen. Hey.      hereupon, I defy God and his Christ    the angels of heaven    rejecting all that lives in gods name      death is meaningless, pain is endless   satanic succubus      profane, deranged   we descend into the catacombs...