Agnóstoi Theói II

[The archangel – part 1]

My kingdom is not of this world
If my kyngdoom were of this world
My mynystris schulden stryue
What is treuthe?

[The seer talking with the blasphemer – part 2]

Thou art not jhesu crist
In the bigynnyng profesie
The pope of nouyt blessed the beeste
And tormentor said: Amen

Thou art not jhesu crist
In the derknessis of profesie
The pope made of nouyt and the beeste
Said thoughtlessly: Amen

[The seer talking with the priests – part 3]

The empty nourishes starveling souls
With the alms of the wretches
He who heard this cogent word
Has eaten the loaf of the false prophets
The ancient ones worshiped
A pantheon of imaginations
Lies go on their wake as they shift
Bowing to zeus or other frustration

Watch the creatures in watercolor
Like gladiators fighting for honor
They compound thoughts of flesh
Against the judge of the dead

Ares and abaddon battle for power
And for the souls of warriors
The creator is unchurched at the gates
Such faith hates the name

Prayers at the feet of the divine
They'll be despised
You're still considered unwelcome
Since you left home
Souls wander in the abysm
Like vulpine sheep they bite his ribs
Just burn the cross
If you’re ready to doom your heart

The executioner – part 4

What is truth?
Hands washed in water
Dried in blood
Cursed be the clergy as father

What is truth?
Hands dipped in water
Dried in blood
Damned be the clergy as fath

What is truth?
Hands washed in water
Dried in blood
Cursed be the clergy as father

What is truth?
Hands dipped in water
Dried in blood
Damned be the clergy as fath

What is truth?
Hands washed in water
Dried in blood
Cursed be the clergy as father

What is truth?
Hands dipped in water
Dried in blood
Damned be the clergy as fath