Hétoïmasia - Deathspell Omega

Hearken, thou, until I relate things

That shall come to pass in latter ages of the world

For we are the seeds of the triumph yet to come…

Only a few, in the multitudes upon earth shall be aware of what they do,

but all will court the assassination of Christ’s redemption, again and again…

Their apparent choice of the cross against the serpent

Hides nothing, from north to south, but a call for chastisement

The sins of men will stink more than a pestilence before God…

What a balm for the soul of those who respire hellfire

To witness Abraham sacrifice his firstborn

Amen!

Contemplate and say, what is earth, else than a frenetic psalmody for His Venue?

Arise O Lord.

Let not man prevail… visionary words indeed

For man is the key and man is the device

And out of his ranks shall arise the saviour draped in the blood of the Unborn

Scriptures say «We do not think him to be the devil or a demon as some others do

But one of mankind in whom Satan shall dwell totally…

For he is the man of sin, the son of perdition

Such that he will seat himself in the Temple as if he were God»

Woe to thee Corozain… woe to thee Bethsaida… and thou Capharnaum

That art exalted up to heaven, thou shalt be thrust down to hell…

For he will grow from child to man and extirpate

Souls in a devilish whirl from your cursed bosom

Fraught voices rise to the sky and beseech god to avert the incarnation

But mankind was the prism to the quintessence of corruption

Contemplate and say, what is earth, else than a frenetic psalmody for His Venue?

What joy and glory shouts he who bears the mark of the Beast

Consumed and eaten have been the abundant abortions of mankind, but now

None of them, humans, shall remain but what birds could not carry off in their

claws!