Luyện nghe bài hát From The Pulpits of Abomination

No real than those whose voices echoes through the starless abyss
No less cruel their nature, no less their intent
Of sinful seed, of soiled womb, circling the five wings throughout

And in a tomb beneath the pyramid of faith, as a crown at their feet
the pillaged and impure remains of a god who failed
Guarded by the giant pillars to be moved by the alone
For they are the stones of the throne of christ which He
and exhaled earth as his own!

ICHTUS!
gills art dried!
Iesous Christos Uios Soter
Where was heart shall be vertebra
...For your children been led astray!
ICHTUS!
Quench thirst with my urine
Warm as love it shall through the salt in your lungs
For the thirst of the strangles all senses
Tempted art and noone can resist Him...
None!

For what is the worth of a godless prophet whose since long has dried,
in completeness from grace?
milleniums tormented by the eternal eye and it's piercing vigilance
Doomed to fail, for what hope can you in their forsaken hearts?
in deluge thou art fallen, your scriptures are altered and your doctrine
rewritten in

What in tribes long scattered?
What glory and hope in a cross is shattered?
Hark! The mourning wails of defeat echoes centuries!

The horns of the in the wounds of jesus thrice
An alligeance of flesh and steel, unto which altar we all kneel
Hark! The reversed of Yahwe from the pulpits of abomination!

See him now possessed and reborn, the fallen messiah
At the burning crest of the spiral smiling in confusion
Fear all ye faithful for no on his forehead a crown of thorns
In the of the bloodstained cross Christ has risen... with horns!

ICHTUS!
Iniquitys revealed!
Iesous Christos Uios Soter
Where was thorns shall be the horns of a goat
For in life or in death are they absent!
ICHTUS!
The greatest of creations to waste!
Malformed and depraved limbless son of a whore
Two nails in hands for both father and son
And in the dirt of your feet the holy spirit