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Our Mother Superior
08:25
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The dungeon’s walls are hollow and cold
The dripping darkness chills her soul
Chained up by her wrists, waiting for the fall
Of Our Mother’s heel in the hall
The whip it cracks
The Punishment begins
The maid screams out
As the Knots dig in…to her flesh
Prioress of Christ
In Thy Judgment Stand:
All These Young Sluts Must Be Taken in Hand
The poor girl’s strength: it wanes
As Her body fails beneath the blows
This shall be the torment eternal
For all the men she’s carnally known
A single candle flickers in the musk
The smell of blood is sweet and strong
The abbess turns upon her heel
Her work of God is here now done
Listen closely in the misty nights
Near the abbey’s door
You can hear the wails of torture
‘Neath the oaken floor
O, but say nothing to the Priest
For of this sin he knows
Every Sabbath he’s whipped and stripped
Of all his holy cleric’s clothes
BY HER LAW…
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Rainbow Warrior
04:56
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(originally written by Bleak House)
I walk the streets at night alone for a reason
The guilt inside my head was there for a reason
Don't take the don't take the sun away
The darkness strikes me down - tears that burn
Their crying haunts me
The day I laughed you said this is murder
I've got to I've got to run - hide my eyes
Blood on my hands won't wash the lies
A deadly silence on the ocean today
Ten thousand voices have been taken away
Don't turn away from the ocean and say
It's heart isn't beating
The Rainbow is hope the Warrior might cope
If the world stopped sleeping
Ravaged by greed for the ignorant's need
Fate's hand's been a-weeping
Who holds the gun are you ready to run
The trigger is held by you
Surrender and say that I'm not to blame
For you are the guilty too
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The ravens of disorder take to the sky
The Sons of Man prepare to die
On their cross
The sound of boilings, and of letting blood
Eschaton in fire and in flood
O, what do you see,
In your book of dreams?
A Vow of Love and Devotion
Receive vision’s potion of hell
Linens at the tomb
They are haunting you
In thy book of dreams…
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Dedicated to the Memory of Emanuel Swedenborg,
The Angel Sitting At The Tomb.
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Melody from a Traditional Breton folk song glorifying a legendary
Breton Knight “Fur”, who died in the Holy Land, probably in the Seventh Crusade.
He asks his comrades to bury him, if victorious and passed
Into the lord’s bosom from ripe old age, at home under his favorite Fir tree in the Breton town of Brissac. But if he should fall in the Holy Land, He begs his comrades: bury him there in the blessed ground.
The penultimate verse of the chant describes the outcome:
Med ar bloaz-man eñ zo kouezhet, (But this year the tree is felled)
O lin de lin da lan de lin da la la
Med ar bloaz-man eñ zo kouezhet, (But this year the tree is felled)
Soudard Ar Fur a zo marvet (And the soldier Fur is No more)
And the final stanza is a patriotic one,
Probably inserted not long after the Seventh Crusade,
during the turbulent years of The War of Breton Succession:
Komans e rae 'n douar da gleuzañ (And we began to dig)
O lin de lin da lan de lin da la la
Komans e rae 'n douar da gleuzañ (And we began to dig)
Gant ar Vretoned o ouelañ (The Bretons began to cry)
Although we have chosen to convey the feeling of the chant through an
Instrumental in this instance, Purification has produced a lyrical version
sung in Breton by Sir Marshall, which may become available at a later date.
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Second Coming
04:22
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(originally written by David Benson, lyrics almost totally disfigured and modified by Our Dark Lord Crondor)
But As It Was In The Days Of Noah
So Shall The Coming Of The Son of Man Be
Watch Therefore In And Out Of Season
We Know Not The Hour Or The Day
Fallen Angels Sharpen Their Steel
To March Out Against The Legions Of The Light
Give Your Life To Jesus Christ
So You Can Go With Him When He Calls His Church Away
Second Coming Of Jesus Christ
Will It Be Too Late
Second Coming Of Jesus Christ
Will You Accept His Gift Or Seal Your Fate, Seal Your Fate
Oh No
On The Dark Plains Of Megiddo
Abbadon Shall Make His Final Stand
Nations Of The World Entrapped By Deception
Go To Their Destruction Now In The Holy Land
On His White Horse The Savior Rides
Passing True Judgement Upon All Of Satan’s Ways
Those Who Know Will Go With Him
The Rest Chained On Earth To Slowly Rot Away
Second Coming Of Jesus Christ
Will It Be Too Late
Second Coming Of Jesus Christ
Will You Accept His Gift Or Seal Your Fate, Seal Your Fate
Oh No
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Bombfog
02:46
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III:
“O sages standing in God's holy fire
As in the gold mosaic of a wall,
Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre,
And be the singing-masters of my soul.
Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.”
-W.B. Yeats
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