The Sermon to the Hypocrites

The Sermon to the Hypocrites 歌词

歌曲 The Sermon to the Hypocrites
歌手 Behemoth
专辑 Satanica
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作曲 : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal
Ohh, ye whose future is in other hands
Foul feeders, slipped are you on your excrement?
Parasites having the world lousy
Imagine you are of significance to heaven
Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation
This is your blind worm cycle
Know ye of nothing further than your own stench
Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe
I, who enjoy my body
I would rather pack with wolves
Than enter your pest houses
Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation
This is your blind worm cycle
Know ye of nothing further than your own stench
Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe
The sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringHonest was
SodomYour theology is a slime pit of gibberish become ethics
In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity
Everything ends so miserably besmirched with fratricidal blood
The sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bring
zuo qu : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal
Ohh, ye whose future is in other hands
Foul feeders, slipped are you on your excrement?
Parasites having the world lousy
Imagine you are of significance to heaven
Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation
This is your blind worm cycle
Know ye of nothing further than your own stench
Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe
I, who enjoy my body
I would rather pack with wolves
Than enter your pest houses
Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation
This is your blind worm cycle
Know ye of nothing further than your own stench
Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe
The sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringHonest was
SodomYour theology is a slime pit of gibberish become ethics
In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity
Everything ends so miserably besmirched with fratricidal blood
The sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bring
zuò qǔ : Azarewicz, Behemoth, Nergal
Ohh, ye whose future is in other hands
Foul feeders, slipped are you on your excrement?
Parasites having the world lousy
Imagine you are of significance to heaven
Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation
This is your blind worm cycle
Know ye of nothing further than your own stench
Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe
I, who enjoy my body
I would rather pack with wolves
Than enter your pest houses
Sensation, nutrition, mastication, procreation
This is your blind worm cycle
Know ye of nothing further than your own stench
Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe
The sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringHonest was
SodomYour theology is a slime pit of gibberish become ethics
In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity
Everything ends so miserably besmirched with fratricidal blood
The sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bringThe sword thrust not salve
I bring
The Sermon to the Hypocrites 歌词

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