Fecal Parturition Lyrics

Fecal Parturition lyrics


The yeasty froth of her pussy lips
Covered the body of the
Tenderhearted
Never could the six-point star be trusted
Damnable heresies
survive the epoch

The moisture built up between her legs
Gave welcome
to the Satanchrist
Like veins, the nest of life was cut
The rainbow never
appeareth above the throne

Fecal parturition, fecal
parturition

Who breathes these ritual flames
Coughed up by the lungs
of treachery?
Will the angels ever pacify our violence?
Apostles squeal
at the sight of the lance

Who breathes these ritual flames
Coughed up
by the lungs of treachery?
Jesus combed his scarlet hair while
Cum dripped
from his tortured asshole

He was then led into the common hall
But
never didst the ninth hour arrive
Quench all the fiery darts of the
wicked
“Hossana to the Son of David�, spoke pig

Who breathes
these ritual flames
Coughed up by the lungs of treachery?

Fecal
parturition, fecal parturition
Hossana to the Son of David�, spoke pig