The stillness of contemplation is allowed in billions of woeful cries
So astonishingly simultaneous and in unison
Each and every second
They defuse each other in such a perfect manner
Equaling the most inscrutable of all
Silences
Doctrine of mystical substitution, mystical body, sanctorum communionem
Celebrate the sin of one reflecting, tectonic forces alike, upon the multitude

The fruit that is forbidden
Holds the greatest potential for providing infinite knowledge
Spiritual incest and the defilement of the temple of the holy spirit
Ritualized and immanent
The pursuit of perversity, is it not but a mask
On the search for meaning and knowledge?
The purest of all holocausts shall be perpetrated
By a loving hand, never knowing if it provided felicity
Or the vilest of everlasting torments
No man can see me and live!

Et proiectus est draco ille magnus serpens antiquus
Qui vocatur diabolus et satanas qui
Seducit universum orbem proiectus
Est in terram et angeli eius cum illo missi sunt

May repentance be nothing more than a mask of algolagnia?

And the victim, blind to the radiating light of truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma sabacthani
Lamma sabacthani
Lamma sabacthani

And the victim, blind to the radiating light of truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma sabacthani
Lamma sabacthani
Lamma sabacthani

And the victim, blind to the radiating light of truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma sabacthani
Lamma sabacthani
Lamma sabacthani

And the victim, blind to the radiating light of truth, stuttering, repeats
Lamma sabacthani
Lamma sabacthani
Lamma sabacthani

Nous n'avons pas d'autre moyen que la douleur
Pour sentir notre proper existence spirituelle et divine
Nous n'en avons pas d'autre pour la fair sentire à nos semblables

And we have the prophetic word made more sure
You will do well to pay attention to this as a lamp shining in a dark place
Until the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts