Quell the Tongues of Flame

My kingdom come, my will be done On Earth for there is no heaven Metastatic Faith - Feel the nails of its fervor Crucify the will to be I Gaze upon the blight of the Nazarene Wither in fallacy dogma conceived True will of might, Body of Light Ascending the throne of my paradise Take hold and cast out the splinters of faith Quicken the flesh, Quell the tongues of flame Gaze upon the blight of the Nazarene Wither in fallacy dogma conceived Hosanna! Hosanna! Bow for no master, hail to no king Hosanna! Ruefully watching the sky, silence to prayer belies What was written in scripture, by hand on vitillinum exposes the father for lies A wanton rapture of venereal souls, begets the call Of Instincts primal, indulge in the flesh and the power it holds Hosanna! Hosanna! Bow for no master, hail to no king Hosanna!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026