The Great Refusal (Ignavus)
[Music and lyrics: Bruno Masulli] "Only etterne, and I eternal last!" "Through me the ways among the people lost" Hard to understand, show me who they are! Words of agony resounded through the air without a star Slaves of themselves, martyrs of the lies Revelations, believers in disguise Through this way we go, to the city dolent! Holy sentence of the great refusal, he has no repent! No repent! Hear the voice of souls into fetid plains of insanity Evil eyes of perverse ecstasy And voices high and hoarse, with sound of hands Ululations of despair across the lands Reign of sadness, no infamy or praise Horrid confusion, abandoned in disgrace Rage and madness, here there's no innocent Sacred torment of the great refusal, they have no repent! No repent! Spells of imprecation, lost in squalid delight Disgusting bedlam who were never alive Miscreants and depraved of the futile identities God's unwelcome and his enemies! And his enemies "Through me the way is to eternal dole" Commingled with that unholy choir of the angel's fall Expelled from the heavens, nor them the abyss receives For glory none the damned would have from them Divine justice, languages of hate Disdained and envious of every other fate Through this way we come, to the city dolent! Holy sentence of the great refusal, they have no repent! No repent! No repent, no repent!
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 18, 2026