1. IMMACULATE DECEPTION

The lie began, borrowig tricks from Egyptian lore
The desert sands, where pharoahs were born unto whores
Conceal thier shame, divine impregnation is not infidelity

A lie used again and again.....
And they will lie again and again
The people were fools, and are still fools today
Believe a virgin conceived, and this was His way
From Heaven to Earth through a birth canal
And this... this is your brand of faith?
Of course it is!

For you eat flesh and drink blood, and yearn
to hang on the cross, in your guilt-ridden stigmata
Writhe like St. John as he carved into his flesh
Smear the coagulated blood of your God on your chest
Smear the coagulated blood of your God on your chest

2,000 years ago, they planted the seed
A babe born, his purpose, the world to deceive
Humanity, hopeless, with a desperate need to believe
They nourish the babe with, with their blood, lives, and greed

For you eat flesh and drink blood, and yearn
to hang on the cross, in your guilt-ridden stigmata
Writhe like St. John as he carved into his flesh
Smear the coagulated blood of your God on your chest
Smear the coagulated blood of your God on your chest

All born in sin, and writhe in sin, and Jesus died
To sin again, burden of Mary, the miracle of St. Anne
The cunt inflamed, the water breaks,
The baby cries in the stockyard of Bethlehem...
Not where my Lord was born, not where my Lord was born
Not where my Lord was born, not where my Lord was born

What miracle is this? What kind of faith is this?
(A plagiarized, blight curse befalls black sabbat skies)
What utter foolishness, no miracle has even ever taken place
(They were mesmerized, by the infant child, immaculate deception rise)
Procreation of a God? Procreation of a Fraud!
One true Messiah? The Lord of Liars!

Immaculate Deception, the birth of a lie
Immaculate Deception, the birth of a fraud
Immaculate Deception, the birth of a lie
Immaculate Deception, the birth of a fraud

Immaculate Deception, the birth of a lie
Procreation without penetration, let us all behold the sign
Ejaculation to conception, the surrogate defiled
By the illegitimate bastard, by the illegitimate bastard child
Writhe like St. John as he carved into his flesh
Smear the coagulated blood of your God on your chest

Inside the virgin''s womb, grew the disease
It''s purpose , it''s purpose, a world to deceive
The blind fell, one by one to their knees
On the, on the day this lie was conceived
Humanity hopeless, with a desperate need to believe

All born in sin, and writhe in sin, and Jesus died
To sin again, burden of Mary, the miracle of St. Anne
The cunt inflamed, the water breaks,
The baby cries in the stockyard of Bethlehem...

What miracle is this? What kind of faith is this?
(A plagiarized, blight curse befalls black sabbat skies)
What utter foolishness,
No miracle has even ever taken place
(They were mesmerized, by the infant child,
Immaculate deception rise)


2. V.D.S

Spread across an open field lie the bodies of the army of light
With tattered wings and broken bones, assuring them their Heaven’s riot in sight
Victorious, we stalk our prey, as an anguish the seraphim try to take flight
Final breath before their death to be engulfed in Hellfire, the angel’s plight

Victory denied souls

Taking last breaths, inhaling death,
The pungent aroma of burning flesh
Screams of the seraphim, souls screaming to be set free
Go unheard or unanswered by the one in which they believe

Denial, souls denial, denied by the one you believe
Their rising doubts and body count strengthen us assuring us of victory

The battle rages on as minutes pass like days
Covered in blood dried by Hell’s flames
Encrusted upon us, the lives we have slain
Acolytes of the abyss, for this carnage we are to blame
Dwelling in sin, in a Hell on earth we choose to reign
The Devil’s force continues with this onslaught in his name

Taking last breaths, inhaling death,
The pungent aroma of burning flesh
Screams of the seraphim, souls screaming to be set free
Go unheard or unanswered by the one in which they believe

Victory denied souls


3. THE COURSE OUR HATRED RUNS

Starting with the first of your flock,
The blind never see it coming
Twelve headless gutted bodies, shows evidence of the beast
Taken out and taken down into the blackened crypts
Twelve soulless gutted bastards on which the master feasts

Just like a disease we’ll spread throughout your kind
Leaving them penetrated, crucified and soulless every time
Hammer to nails, nails through flesh,
The pain has just begun
Penetrated by pestilence, the course our hatred runs

Seed of hate expelled across your face
Baptism of sin, brings closure to this rape
Humiliation leads to devastation

Enveloped by the penetration
Mortified of the gestation
Nine long months of lamentation
Set ablaze after inception

Existing at all times and dwelling everywhere
You need sin to live like you need to breathe air
One with the darkness, but one not alone
Summon the powers from those below
Manifestation of pure blasphemy
A ritual to encompass those too blind to see

Channeled pure hatred with utter contempt and disgust
Abhorred by your existence,
Upon you my act takes its course

The course our hatred runs
The course our hatred runs
The course our hatred runs
The course our hatred runs

So delicate the newborn skin
Blade in hand to bleed the infant
Crying, bleeding, baptizing, bathe the babe in blood
Binding the child with Satan to ensure we the strong live on


4. LEGION OF ONE

Cover my eyes, losing my balance,
My knees are giving in, I fall to the ground
Blood rushing to my head, loss of equilibrium,
This dying world is spinning around
I only see red in a world of black and white,
And once and for all I must decide
Which are the true colors that I follow and where the will of Hell resides

One voice – is one thousand voices
One scream – is five billion screams
Resound in unity, empowering me
I am Legion
One death – is infinite death
One will – one un-living thing
Draw strength from unity, power flows through me
I am Legion

What if, like a moth to the flame,
We’re all predestined to sin
I was drawn into the darkness, deep down into the cold
Was it mere fascination, losing self-control
Mortal possession, condemnation of the soul

Let blood flow like wine and hatred flow like water
The eternal wine-press of God, and fear will replace the Holy Father
I am the wolf who preys on sheep in the fold as the sun dies out
The demon of your thoughts, the voice in your head,
He who brings you down

The pasture and the shepherd, the way, truth, and the lie
Reflections on stained-glass windows,
In the darkness of the night
The blackest pits of Hell, dwelling place for our souls
The gift of life eternal, the rapture on the fold

There are those who call me Legion
For I am many just as I am one
There are those who ride the whirlwinds,
Who dare speak my name
One voice is one thousand voices,
One scream is five billion screams
Resound in unity, empowering me
One death is infinite death
One will, one un-living thing
Draw strength from unity
Power flows through me

I am Legion, Legion of one
I am Legion, Legion of one
I am Legion, Legion of one
I am the very storm

Cover my eyes, losing my balance,
My knees are giving in, I fall to the ground
Blood rushing to my head, loss of equilibrium,
This dying world is spinning around
I only see red in a world of black and white,
And once and for all I must decide
Which are the true colors that I follow
And where the will of Hell resides


5. ENEMIES OF THE FAITH

The need for God, where did it begin?
A lie passed down, just as old as sin
What do I see? A waste of life
A mindless, vigilant glare towards holy light

When you go blind, it’s too late to realize
Cant’s you see that darkness also shines?
To be or not to be, saved or unsaved
Now and forever be an enemy of the faith
And when you die, it’s too late to realize
That you’re a waste of space and I’m an enemy of the faith

The search for God, this will never end
Leaving you only where you only began
No conclusive evidence
Leaving you alone holding all of your sins

When you go blind, it’s too late to realize
Cant’s you see that darkness also shines?
To be or not to be, saved or unsaved
Now and forever be an enemy of the faith

The hate for God, you think you feel in me
But a world devoid of blasphemy has very little to say
I have to take your hate at heart with pride
To feel any other way would betray myself, my faith denied

When you go blind, it’s too late to realize
Cant’s you see that darkness also shines?
To be or not to be, saved or unsaved
Now and forever an enemy of the faith

Man kind will congregate, enlighten itself with ignorance
Which brings bliss greater than forbidden knowledge
Which persists in being hated
We’ve been labeled, extremist and Anti-Christ disgrace
We’ve been hated you see,
But elated to be an enemy of the faith


6. BATTLE HYMN 666

I hear a funeral dirge performed by angels of light
Complete with choirs screaming, dying alive inside
And their end grows closer with every note that’s played
Follow the echoes from this hallowed hall to seek passage through the flames

The skies are empty now, no gods once and for all
No one dictates of moral law, no sin, no crime,
No right, no wrong
And as dying angels, like raindrops, fall
“Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law”
And as dying angels, like raindrops, fall
“Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law”

War drums beat to changing times
Symphonic overtures of divine demise
Dark operatic troupes usher in a new age
To the gospel crises of souls consigned to the flames

So shall we take the path of the righteous?
Or wander in the footsteps of witches and whores?
Shall we take the road less traveled again?
Or one that must be traveled on all fours?
Not all who wander are truly lost….
Not all who sing have a joy in their heart

Bells of mourning ring out, it’s a sign of the times
Struck with the sun-bleached bones of the right-wing elite
A brilliant orchestration and a timely reprise
And truth shall be the instrument finely tuned to defeat

Face the music, and you will find
The death of God in our hearts and minds
Face the music and you will see
The strings, the body sustain, the death throes of Christianity


7. GOD OF THE CROSS

Where in the backwash of the human experience
Lies the martyrdom complex?
Defective gene sequence
No one wins a war by dying,
Only by making others die
History is written by the victor,
And those defeated whisper lies
And from the dead only silence,
The occasional idle threat
From the Dead Sea waves of violence,
Cries of blood-guilt beget
Age old controversies stir forth,
Revolutions fall and rise
But one truth lives on eternal,
I owe no one for my life

To the God of blind faith,
I have no faith to lay claim
To the God of fear and death,
I’ll take my conviction to the grave
To the God of guilty conscience,
Mine is clear of all blame
And to the God of this Cross,
I am the final blade

Where in the backlog of all our mythology
Comes forth this monstrosity of plagiarism, idolatry
Founded on the human weakness of pity and empathy
For a thing that never happened but in minds deceived
History is written by the living,
On behalf of those who died
And to the victor go the spoils,
Bearing the fruit of the lies
Deception a constant of life,
All religions fall and rise
But one truth is eternal,
The dead don’t come back to life

To the God of lies and greed,
I’ve no soul to enslave
To the God of fear and death,
I’m overturning your grave
To the God of unanswered prayers,
Never once have I prayed
And to the God of this Cross,
I am the final blade

To the God of blind faith,
I have no faith to lay claim
To the God of fear and death,
I’ll take my conviction to the grave
To the God of guilty conscience,
Mine is clear of all blame
And to the God of this Cross,
I am the final blade

To the God of lies and greed,
I’ve no soul to enslave
To the God of fear and death,
I’m overturning your grave
To the God of unanswered prayers,
Never once have I prayed
And to the God of this Cross,
I am the final blade


8. THE PLEDGE

Every waking hour of every god-cursed day
I never will forget,
Nor forsake this unholy pledge I’ve made
Most all will fail to give credit where the credit is due
Do you desire this gross attention being bestowed only on you?
Most fall by the wayside from age,
And had long since before gone astray
If you are not true to yourself for life,
Then you were never true
Baptized into this path for life,
The road I walk was paved for me
Doing all things in Your name,
And the glory goes to You

You shall lead and I will follow
Until death and to the ends of the earth
But give your word and it shall be my command
For if you’ve taken the pledge
Then give the sign of the horns
I take not each day, not for granted,
In this god-cursed life
But permit one to dream of al time without time

Leviathan, the four crowned princes of Hell
A pilgrimage though sulfur to the site where you fell
My soul yearns for the lake fed by the Rubicon
To be baptized again at the eat of your throne

An enigma, not a stigma, the only truth worthy t be told
Your inhumation, my salvation,
I’ve always known I am not of this world
My Father, my General, your truth speaks
To me without any words
My Prince, my King, my privilege and my honor to serve
My God and my Creator, let me cleanse
Thy land of the weak and the fools
For if you’ve taken the pledge
Then give the sign of the horns

You are the highest, ineffable,
An ageless and unblemished stone
Shining black through all of the lies of this world
As those who only pretend to serve
Re-invent you in their own twisted visage

Your purification is your truth and you are your own proof
And I need to pledge my soul unto the kingdom of Hell
Do you dare partake of lesser oath?
Pledge your life-giving soul upon a mirage?

You live in me, deathless one,
We were not meant for this world
Brothers and sisters of the misanthropic race,
Antagonist and adversary
The thorn in the side of the world

My Father, my General,
Your truth speaks to me without any words
My Prince, my King, my privilege and my honor to serve
My God and my Creator, let me cleanse
Thy land of the weak and the fools
For if you’ve taken the pledge
Then give the sign of the horns

You are the highest, ineffable,
An ageless and unblemished stone
Shining black through all of the lies of this world
As those who only pretend to serve
Re-invent you in their own twisted visage

The pledge


9. HEARTS BLEED ICE

Exploring the debris of my mind and soul
This hatred found stronger than any other
Force myself to admit, I have found myself unfit
To understand this love binding mankind together
I reached within myself
And there was nothing there
Nourish my eyes with scenes of sickness
Unwavering, with but an empty stare
My heart bleeds only ice
No love or remorse
No feelings inside
My heart bleeds only ice
Hatred for human life
My heart bleeds only ice
No love or remorse
No feelings inside
My heart bleeds only ice
Hatred for human life
My heart bleeds ice
Hatred for human life
Sifting through the ashes of my long lost humanity
I've found a believe that I feel to be sacred
I will no longer give to a world unfit to receive
And those who live by it's grace only deserve to be dead
I reached within myself
And realized that hate is divine
Pleasing to my eyes would be a death for mankind
The word for Hell is Life
My heart bleeds only ice
Hatred for this world of lies
My heart bleeds only ice
Hedonism the only way of life
My heart bleeds only ice
No love or remorse
No feelings inside
My heart bleeds only ice
Hatred for human life
My heart bleeds only ice
My heart....... my hate
My heart....... my hate


10. BASTARD'S CHATTEL

The mindless cattle wandering in endless circles
Nothing more than human chattel to serve this bastard's purpose
Life after death is just an illusion
An empty promise for this life filled with pain
And suffering with no absolution
Rigor mortis, tissue decay, insect manifestation
Eating away at his body in every direction
The stench of his death totally overbearing
Dead and rotten, not yet forgotten,
Disease released and starting to spread
A cancer to all of humanity scorned
A crutch to the weak he became
This bastard's son born to a deceitful whore
Leaving only a corpse in an unmarked, secret grave
Nothing more, yet they beg for more
Nothing more, yet they beg for more
As ministers and sinners all toast their glasses
Getting drunk and saved off the blood of their master (bastard)
Their lives poisoned by lies
So easily swallowed on the Sabbath
Living their lives by a lie that leads to their demise
Common sense buried long ago, never to arise
A shackled society in fear, paralyzed
The bastard's chattel never to open their eyes
Destined for failure and doomed to extinction
Christiansanity infecting them all
This scourge released by a dead and buried jew
Infected the mass of humanity disillusioned, now through
A cancer to all of humanity scorned
A crutch to the weak he became
This bastard's son born to a deceitful whore
Leaving only a corpse in an unmarked, secret grave
Nothing more, yet they beg for more
Nothing more, yet they beg for more


11. THE SACRIFICE

(Instrumental)


12. EVE BEWITCHED

From the shadows we have watched you move
And done so approvingly
Your grace and form, blood that's warm,
Our silver tongues are poised to speak
Your origins of Godliness inspire us to evil deeds
Cold serpent skin crawling
Coiling in ecstasy
Whisper in your ear every secret you wish to hear
I feel your heartbeat as you deeply breathe, my Eve
Oh Eve, so deceived
So easy to mislead to disbelieve in He
Breathed into life not by a serpent's kiss
Yet naked here you stand as mine, Eve bewitched
From the left hand we have culled the truth
And shunned the dogma of the right
Immortal youth, forbidden fruit, truth, self,
And vital life
Her skin so smooth as I caress, the snake takes grip around Her neck and her breasts
Cold serpent skin crawling
Intertwined erotically
Whisper in your ear, vanity is just a lie
Stand here as I undress you with my eyes, my Eve
Oh Eve, so deceived
Too easy to mislead to disbelieve in He
Breathed into sin, with just a serpent's kiss
And here you stand possessed, belonged to Cha Nachash
Now I am drawn toward all things infernal
No rest for the wicked, now and eternal
We shall tread the paths of Eden nevermore
Save to praise thee, whore
God's first cunt was a whore
The first cunt was a whore
Save all of us, Eve
From our own iniquity
For if there is truth in the scripture
Reveal your word to me, Eve
With each new chapter written for mankind
Another book is cast aside
The lore of Creation, we discard with ease
We are the children of sin, the sons and daughters of Eve
And as we emerge from the chrysalis with pride
The truth shall bury the book of never-ending lies,
Lies, lies ,lies, lies


13. HEIR TO THE THRONE

"I raped Christ on the cross"
Heaven knew of nothing until that day
Never tasted blood let alone defeat
"No longer will I adorn thee with pious, blinded praise"
"While you mourn for victims slain, into the pit I escape"
come,
Legions of the dark
We rule in Hell rather than serve in Heaven
Christ is ours upon the cross
We're shredding his flesh, his soul we crush
Nazarene (I'm stalking you)
Nazarene (I'm raping you)
Nazarene (you'll cry for Thee)
Son of God (you'll bow to me)
Ascending into Hell unto our rightful throne
Banished from the Earth for thoughts unknown
Lashing out at God for hypocrisy
Vengeance on the Son is all I need
Come, legions of the dark
We rule in Hell rather than serve in Heaven
Christ is ours upon the cross
We're shredding his flesh, his soul we crush
Nazarene (I'm stalking you)
Nazarene (I'm raping you)
Nazarene (you'll cry for Thee)
Son of God (you'll bow to me)
Nazarene (I'm stalking you)
Nazarene (I'm raping you)
Nazarene (you'll cry for Thee)
Son of God (you'll bow to me)
"now His soul burns in Hell"
Fall from grace and fall in disgrace
Jesus rests in disease, all churches laid to waste
Darkness shall descend to claim the throne of light
And plunge this God-fearing world into an age of eternal night
Come, legions of the dark
We rule in Hell rather than serve in Heaven
Christ is ours upon the cross
We're shredding his flesh, his soul we crush
Nazarene (I'm stalking you)
Nazarene (I'm raping you)
Nazarene (you'll cry for Thee)
Son of God (you'll bow to me)