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The Sermon To The Hypocrites - Behemoth

"O, ye whose future is in other hands! Foul feeders! Slipped, are ye on you excrement? Parasites! Having the world lousy, Imagine ye are of significance to Heaven I, who enjoy my body would rather pack"

The Alchemist's Dream - Behemoth

"Welcome to Theatre of Absurd When the world and rason are audience And actor illusion and experience only Here gleams shiny mandala In the chamber of creation and annihilation And Lingam links with Yoni"

The Act Of Rebellion - Behemoth

"fucked by hecate yet I shall not be yours no fantasies nor the promised grace I will chase you down rid me ov slavery strengthen up my mind with a bliss from below call me not, never, bow ye down, honour ride"

Inflamed With Rage - Behemoth

"listen ye all who can preach I am the god's begotten son I tell three woe shall be no more woe, thou shalt end up in flames! no horns I have nor pair ov wings I am the balance ov thy universe I have no"

Pan Satyros - Behemoth

"I, pan satyros rise I through ye spiral light follow'd I ye path ov a'yin, where ye all-begetting eye rests across ye cascade ov sensations and ye consciousness ov body volcano ov emotions am I ye ring"

Natural Born Philosopher - Behemoth

"without sin I can't make religion as without sin there's no whoredom and when in my heart god becomes a harlot I shall sin, sin, sin again ("...every world has its space every life has its time every mass"

Christians To The Lions - Behemoth

"behold bastard son I am the evil one no glory to be reached no more thy slavery the passion I besieged spawn terror smash thy will ye pale dominion fades away my will dominates and watch my star arise burning"

Inauguration Of Scorpio Dome - Behemoth

"mere emeles mere selem I em'a den lashtal lvcifer! lvcifer! aivass! so every man and woman is a star but who is scorpio by fire ring'd where fall means increase? when on the throne ov life he seats the"

In The Garden Of Dispersion - Behemoth

"on ye hill where ye sun behind horizon hides there is nothing except our breaths and crux of events and some crux ov our hands on ye hill where shadow wings fell wind rose ye to song and we plung'd in"

The Universe Illumination - Behemoth

"ov circus my world wiseman call'd ov drunken trickster bed and not violators of thoughts they're for life is a theatre in which actors all we are but when curtain is open there is no time for any reh's and"

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