1. NO GODS BEFORE ME

Here I stand with my legs apart the world
Vultures circulate above my head
Locusts bite my leds
Acute andor in my Fungs
There is no more Gods now
There ore no Gods before, only I am here
Plague, poison, venom, disaster, conflagration,
The gifts of thy mercy
I go left, wide road where I go
Dogmas crumble under my feet, illusion of salvation smashes on my chest
Here and now and nowhere else, I do not have any other Gods before me
I am Prometheus of my existence; I bring new light in darkness of your lies
I tear Messiah's head
i cut off the hand put together in prayer
I suppress the litany before it escapes the throat
I will pick the Eye of Providence out
I will feed the beast of truth with the dove
I turn Eden of empty promises into waste, who wants to live forever in a waste?
No more legends and myths, fairytales written for children
New Alpha and New Omega
I redefine and create from the beginning
In the universe of my soul there is no place for you
Let it be overthrown for ever and ever, confusion


2. CODE OF A DEAD DEITY

Every time you fail on your knees
With your head right to the around, full of denies
You renounce yourself for the tombac
You worship evil calf and burning weed
Code of a dead deity determinates your path
You put degradation on the altars
Masochism is the highest virtue
Mortification is a daily routine
You are stuck in the cult of the dead,
Your world is buried
Sneering at life you aspire to emptiness
False empathy, saint indignation
Death is taken for granted
Fall in from of messiah of the dead
You are the thorn in my eye
Salt in the wound, parricide of my soul
Your martyrdom is the farce of sacrifice
Dead when alive,
You want to bury the whole world
You are my had news, my Egyptian plague
You are my famine, you are my disease
The brain cancer, the ulcer of my soul
You won't know the truth if you're on your knees
You won't find comfort in temples of Hypocrisy
In this bread there is no flesh
In this wine there is no blood
Sacrifice made, you became nothing...


3. ABSOLUTE OF HATRED

I'll inoculate your disease with poverty of your faith
The absolute of hatred I will pump into your fetid intestines
Plague of degradation I'll spread all over your body, to spread them as waxen augury
I'll replace objective view on truth with brain necrosis .
Non-existence will became your punishment,
Emptiness and mind nothingness,
Disintegration of your own soul
You! stand trial, not sages will be those to judge you but your
Squalor will become carnal shape
If it point its finger at you. with its own meanness and divine heresy
I'll point out your wicked life of priest of corrupt faith
Wrapped in divine cocoon and with the applause of saints similar to you
It'll give you the lie of your false faith, it will smother this divinity, despise your Gods
I am the master of ail religions, poverty, misery and disease
L am your master and the one who crucifies his own son
It's me born in hell of my own soul, I'll hood this world with my filthy shape
You! foreswear God when I stand in front of you, you! spit on the God when I command!
I'll keep you in such a stupid ignorance
As each Christian treading in his own stupidity
Whining to the lord who doesn't listen and won't start
Your pleading are as worthless as your actions and your life (because this is my non-divine plan)


4. BORN TO LOATHE

I'll was born to loathe
To thwart master's plan
Saint whores of Babylon flood in die sea of blood
With the pleasure of murder here comes unholy ecstasy
With hateful look I watch religious sorcery
Made up and not worthy to exist, a hundred times I want to hate
My hatred intensifies my power, the power of destruction and annihilation
I'll flood Christian filth in the ocean of blood
I am God's bastard bom from womb of filth
The voice of hateful invocation wraps my advent
I'm coming in the valley of God's rotten faith given to you
I am nomadic preacher who brings death (lies)
I spit on your divine truths
I disavow you a hundred times!
I am here to give you absolution with my fire sword
I am the one who is followed by fire
Cadaverous stench wraps my body, touched with abomination, but not replaced
Here comes my time, time of revenge and clearing
I will give you my unholy commune, penetrated with your wastes
I'll exterminate you, religious pigs
I'll exterminate you


5. EXTREME UNCTION

He will come in his non-glory - he will descend here!
When his shadow- stalk your grave
When he says stand up to see your fruit
The toll of your squalor and sexual hist
It is he who will make the house of your soul collapse
When his Divine Majesty comes, when you see that he's sneers at you
That your faith was blind and deaf pleading for salvation not listened
You'll at last notice this - what you derived from for years
Raped souls trust the lord
Ripped of all human dignity
Trapped in their mental fears
You'll stand up to touch with your filthy hand
The hand that doesn't give alleviation, doesn't wards off worries
The touch that burns with its pain, will wrap all over your body
It'll take you away what's left in you, dignity, humanity
Dirty, raped is the flag of your body
In your innocence, you scream - God, why?
His messengers, angels of debauchery
Will find you to dirty you in the name of God once more!!!
Save your soul, with my evil I unction you!
Be confident of my Devil's truths
Kill your soul, close your prayers in hateful squeal
And worship your lord, when legions appear right in front of you
So you could assume devilish- names and walk with me!


6. AND THE WORD BECAME FLESH

Fruit from those, shrubs you are not allowed
On this land you cannot tread
Your nature you ought not to listen
In a tight rein of obedience keep your lust
From the river, the thirst you will not satisfy
All of this created for your torment
Trick out your eye, if it glanced
Cut off your hand, if ft touched
Pick out your, if it said
Cut off your ear, if it heard
I'll paint the picture with promises
You'll stare at it all your life
There was nothing behind this picture
Rotten frames, perishable canvas
You are forbidden to ask about the cause
Blinkers worn on your eyes so wonderful
I made especially for you
Don't be curious, what will be next
For the obedient I hale another picture
Engraved in wood with the chisel of suffering
Burnt with fire of dread of emptiness
You will fear this view
Who alerts or glances outside the frames
Let damned be forever
I'll not tell you, that it was not
The word became flesh, from flesh all arose
I was never really there
You wonted to met me, but it won't happen


7. DEMIURGE OF THE VOID

I'll bring gates of despair on you
I'll clap your children in irons
Through pain and fear you'll worship me
The lizard tribe I bless
Dressed in habit made of snake's skin
Let the whips
Of reptiles' tongues beat to my glory
Insult is my grace, contempt is my Host
This is lie I my body
This is revenue - my blood
I'll turn away the order
And cut down the tree of life
You'll recognize me by fruit
The storm, fire, anger, envy
With the poison of redemption I'll infect your soul
I'll flog your heart with the fear of condemnation
I'll fix you to the around with the nails of sacrifice
You'll love me as I loathe you
For the truth I say unto thee
On my behalf you'll kill
Lust let nobody dare to question me
I am the propagator of fear
The shepherd of inert oxen
The lord of host, the master of iniquity
I am the Demiurge of the Void


8. PANACEA

I curse the world ruled by strange Gods
Under the cover of love I sow the seed of chaos
Willingly I will not let cramp myself up in the yoke of faith
My thought is not striving for stars
I walk through the path where Yahweh has no more power
I leave nostalgia of life after life behind
I will find the remedy in myself
Blasphemy as panacea for the epidemic of faith
Skepticism is my shield against doctrines
Bitter tormentor, how many years more
Your manna is not for me
Your Ark is not for me
Your judgments, your paradises, your hells
The blood-shaded, human hecatomb, child's sacrifice, all went to waste
From love you stand far away to righteousness, your hand doesn't reach
Sacrifice executed, God s pathology
Even your sentiment for you is dead
As a withered leaf you will fall into oblivion
The seed of hypocrisy will not find fertile soil
When I humiliate you and smother you to the end
My remedy for soul disease
Your manna is not for me
Your Ark is not for me
Your judgments, your paradises, your hells
Worships of dead, testimonies of contempt
Vanity of minds hunched by dictate of Trinity
I am liberated, from my dream awaken
From eyes and ears the peals of superstition has fallen off
Blasphemy as the panacea for the epidemic of faith
Skepticism is my shield against doctrines
Do this in a remembrance of him