Dark Fury
Saligia
1. Superbia
How to live in a country
Where the clergy in its pride sneaks into government?
To tell you how to live, what to remember, what to forget,
How to raise your children
Where a priest thunders from a pulpit, so proud, the wisest
He tolerates no defiance
Where you are barnded
For telling the truth, for seeng their true face
Their pride is the country's bane
Their pride is our bane
So self-righteous
They do not tolerate the breaking of their stupid laws!
Is that how you want to live?
Is that what you really want?
Your true pride against theirs
Fight to die!
Can you see the light of truth?
Can you hear the falseness of lies?
Their false pride against yours
Let them die fight!
2. Avaritia
Can you hear the voice from the pulpit
Telling you to live in poverty?
Does the priest, who decorates himself with gold
Want your money?
And even though you suffer from hunger
You will build the golden calf
Your last penny
You will give to the priest who never has enough!
For a traitor you will build a cross of pure gold
So the one who has been milking you for years
Can proudly rot your stupidity
Has been feeding their greed for ages
The avaricious clergy
Only thinks of how to rip you off
On your back rides a priest
With his hand in your wallet
You will die a beggar, you fool like all good roman catholies
You will give all your wealth to the church
While you are still alive
It never has enough, it feeds on your blood
The coin on the collection plate alters your soul
By selling your conscience you buy salvation
Threatening you with hell they sell you heaven
The jingle of coins speaks louder. Than the voice of YHVH
Gold as payment for sin. Gold as payment for heaven
You build the golden calf. Through you do not know it
We used to have hospitals. How we have monasteries
And fat priests. Who never have enough
Not enough... Not enough...
3. Luxuria
You have swarn to live in celibary
To keep the flesh pure
Against the laws of nature
You build your sacred fortress
And within the walls of monastery chambers
You mock at your own teachings
On Sundays you save their souls
Everyday you rape their bodies
Sign of the cross above the womb
That you have defiled with your semen
And only the monastery walls
See your arousa!
When you rape weak women
And then their children
Having fulfilled your perverted lust
You put on the cassock and say the mass
4. Invidia
The «almighty YHVH»
With his bastard son
So «mighty»
So incredibly stupid
Envious of the power of pagan culture
They have taken over the festivities
The have difiled the symbols
Envious of the sublimity of ancient rituals
They stole them from the pagans and gave them new names
Envious of the wisdom of pantheon Gods
They claimed it was theirs, and destroyed its source
Envious of the freedom of man
They shackled him with false morality
The hordes of priests
In their black gowns
So free of sin
So enlightened
Envious of the rule over the ignorant mob
They plot against each other and fight like dogs
Envious of the privileges of priesthood
They want their snouts closest to the trough
Envious of the experience they cannot have
They have called it sin, disgrace and debauchery
Envious of the power of eternal nature
They claim that its laws are bestial
5. Gula
Under the black cassock
Obese potbellies
Never-ending feasts
Fat runs down the chin
In the name of christ
Christmas Eve, Easter
Bluttony and drunkenness
The true face of jenovah
Your fat hands reach for the plates
To teach of sin, between the bites
You gobble like swine
And like swine you will die
Sacks of fat
Sacks of shit!
Christians...
6. Ira
Your god, in his rightful wrath, drowned the whole world
You have to kneel everyday
When he, in his rightful wrath, orders you to slaughter your offspring
Kneeling, you turn the other check
He, in his rightful wrath, slew the whole city of Sodom
You are made to love thy enemy
Misery, deluge, dispersion, enemies, hell, war, death, suffering...
You are to kneel down and pray, without wrath
Lies and hypocrisy everywhere
Are you blind, or just stupid?
So without wrath, with seven only
I spit in your face you christian swine
7. Acedia
How much longer do I have to bear the sight of you
To a healthy society you are like a filthy worm
In your sloth, you have forgotten what «sin» is
With a collection plate in hand you beg for wealth that is not yours
You lazy whores, you parasites on the flesh of the nation
You lazy whores priesthood is the only job good for you
Constantly avoiding all effort
In all aspects of your lousy existence
Sloth the essence of your days
Thoughts of how not to do anything
Sloth your life goal
Leeching on others all your life
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