Posthumous Blasphemer - Putrespermfaction Versus Fertiholyzation lyrics
Tracks 02. Obedience Necessary
03. Disdain the God 04. Trinity Stench 05. Confession through Anal 06. Evil from the Primitive Things 07. Homicidal Chaos 08. Jester Jesus 02. Obedience Necessary Music & lyrics by Fiendharon
To obey salvation, not to obey destruction
It's really merciless isn't it? Why do you need masses? Do you want to defend them All have sinned and what about you? Faith required Hammering the fear in bodies You want obedience You need a scared flock "Obey the gospel or be lost" "Receive not false teachers" I hate you A fool doesn't know that he is a fool You want to comment all of these With your sense You are seeking evil Hiding it everywhere All that do not obey you are enemies All who are against you must die "Believe or die in sins" "Repent or perish" Why is there not a private interpretation? You need people for your fat life "No discipline or manual needed" You make you own paradise on earth Obedience is when cows are going into slaughterhouse Not knowing where they are leaded 03. Disdain the God Music & lyrics by Fiendharon
Disdain the god Ignore this shit If this vermin exists
Kill him if he stands near your heart Annihilate the christian penetration They say the god is looking onto our life He is spying on every step we do His glance is chained to our back He disdains and ignores you The priest's already tired Of convictions of his living He wanted his own amusement This shit created a man But does he know that we like independence? They deform the mankind By breaking into soul We don't need a tyrant that tortures our life To disdain this shit is the only way We are not the divine service sheeps To disdain this shit is the only way Ignore this vermin at the head with fucking creator This divine shit is not for us Dictator - you must die 04. Trinity Stench Music & lyrics by Fiendharon
Stench of sacred trinity you feel It's stinking like a barrel of shit
Fast broadcasting around the world It tries to spear your house and heart They devised this holy trinity Giving them quality of the highest essence Even creators of old fucking testament Do not stand this trinity stench Holy father holy son holy spirit here they are Heap of rotting fucking maggots, losers of the game Hate is master of my heart I will kill you fucking god Are you one or are you three? You will die in torments Your servants are priests Your slaves are sheep Your traces are wars Your enemies are us How many people were killed for you? They hated your kingdom and your laws They had other opinion in their hearts But your servants drank their blood 05. Confession through Anal Music & lyrics by Fiendharon
Do you know what they are doing in temples and churches?
Do you see another side of this religious life? Do you hear children's cries and orders of priests? Do you feel your hate against the god-fucked servants? They're teaching children free They have theirs bodies It always transforms into brutal pedophilia Crucifixions are on the walls Icons are looking onto your faces They only want more and more Let's rape children for your god Only public execution Dissection with a blunt knife Crush your head with a rusty axe Thanks to your god Just give them flesh and you will see You will become dedicated Flesh will be speared by god force God is inside your hole Stumps of your body are for maggots You will feel a total desire Your god will take you with agony Your soul will be burnt by our hate After your deeds you must be killed and burnt Fuck your faith and church, let it burn with you 06. Evil from the Primitive Things Music & lyrics by Fiendharon
Evil from the primitive things - it often arises in me
When I see these vermins around I have disgusting feelings I hate these pigs who want to get the paradise Giving their money to double pigs I want to vomit when I hear these learned phrases These fucking maggots ask to help the "poor" church This carrion will not stop eating our money Evil from the primitive things - I want to see your death They are the part of well-prospering system Religious monster is accessible to all Why must the servants of shit Devastate our pockets and with them our soul? Why must they get our mercy for their Churches and fucking son of shit called "god"? You are victims of these abortions in chests Other "god" needs your money, candles and prayers Somebody tells me to take a blunt knife And cut these animals with crosses on chests Their god is infection that's fixed by snails They need a dictator that limits every deed 07. Homicidal Chaos Music & lyrics by Fiendharon
We are only dust in this immense chaos We can't change this system
We vanish into thin air Your wish to exist, your wish to breathe You need to leave something after your death But you can not avoid your soon decease Darkness will eat you without gods and angels You hope that people will not forget you But time will wash up the name Immortal illusions - this is people's creation But everything is obscure, new generations arrive Death is unavoidable The end of existence is one warrant That life gives us You were born from nothing and you will go to nothing Take it with merit without bible lie Darkness is ready for your coming Your dreams about life after life will become just dust 08. Jester Jesus Music & lyrics by Fiendharon
I am indifferent that you are the son of god
You 're an ideal for all sheep on this rotting earth You put on a white dress and bleat something about salvation Scare people in front of god, but for me you are jester I am free from these ideas You are mockery for us All your life is jester show Kill yourself with your prejudice You want compassion You are the son of god aren't you? But you must be tormented on the cross You needed tears of sheep that had lost Thanks to your deceitful apostles Your ideas came to us But this dust is not for me All your followers will be blasted People must understand your torments This is your philosophy You took sins with your own death Your cross is a mockery Why must we listen to your commandments? It is imbued with shit You want to get your own slaves of faith Giving them fish and bread I can't accept with the gravity this shit Fuck you and don't you stand near my heart You are simply a defaced carrion That wants to be a superstar among sheep |