Benedictine Convulsions Lyrics - Singles - Cryptopsy

An ominous disembowelment... 

The soothslayer is blinded, such is fate; 

Abomination to damn the eyes... 

For the righteous, a test of faith. 

"We thank thee lord, for this tribulation, 

We sing thy praises without end; 

No matter how rabid the oppressor, 

We shall not fail thee, though we pray for 

Strength." 

Ensnared in the web of the unjesus, 

The once-sacrosanct abbey is 

Besieged, 

With the braying of the 

Nightgoat, 

Benedictine friars convulse. 

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Infernal visions flay their souls 

As their bodies contort and writhe... 

Capricornus nocturnum haunts them, 

From their torment springs its delight. 

Impaled on one of its many legs, 

A bug-eyed Mary gapes on in horror 

As her only son is chewed to bits 

By spiderchrist... She is flecked with gore. 

Caprine morturion leads the bones 

Of their departed brethren 

In the abbey's catacombs; 

When gargoyles vomit blood, 

The defunct will ascend 

To rend the mortal flesh 

Of the brothers of the good word, 

And make victims of their guts. 

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Those who are left, 

Of god bereft 

Run amongst heads 

Suspended by threads. 

Crosses up-ended 

And frenzied blooshed 

For those who sought favour 

From their saviour. 

"I am messiah" 

The grand delusion 

To hell-wracked things, 

Revelation.