Behemoth - Messe Noir lyrics

rate me

I believe in Satan

Who rend both heavens & earth

And in the Antichrist

His dearly misbegotten

The anguish of our future

A Bastard spawned from lie

Born of a harlot nun

Reign high in luxury

Aloft the kings of man

I use words sharp as a sword

To rake Saints shins bestrewn

Three days risen, the grand deceiver

I bless the world with ire & woe

So, can u hoard host like Zion’s coin

Belie progeny of ur pain?

IHWH, thou sayeth unto me:

Thou, disrupter, imbalance my creations!

Hence I transfix in bliss of flagellation

I burnt in rapture, wafted ash about

Became the law above all laws

In asymmetry of the horns

I cut loose the cord of life

Depart celestial source

Rub mould in holy pages

Let woodworms eat the cross

I prayed I’d die in u O Lord

I pray u would die in me

Who shall crucify the last prophets

And have them wilt on splintered stems?

Who shall churn hells across the earth

And reascend to seat himself

At the left hand of Satan

Be gaoler of the livin' & of the dead

As it was in the beginnin'

Now & shall eva be world without end. Amen!