Church of Misery (The World Is Law)

Church of Misery, blaze the red harvest upon arrival
Transcend It to the Peripheral, with ritual fire
They picture me Satan's wiz gimme power, more for my desire
Prostitute Disfigurement, burn your witch in the red fire
It's the charred flesh, crematory'll get to the shire
They never catch me slippin', they got dead dogs on me sniffin' like whose morgue is this?
With bodies stacked up to the kitchen, whose law is this?
Dr. Giggles with perfect incisions
I took a match to religion, like the ancient Mayans did
I grabbed the llama for sport, show me your alliances
They're hidden here, co-manifest thoughts, four-dimensional
Call me Trevallo 'cause I'm never really conventional
You can come and report of a Nunslaughter
Terribly eviscerated, hospital beds in tombs and fumes incinerated
Witness disposing program ain't nothin' greater
I redefine gore on my physical mutilator
Fillin' them coffins with virgins, fillin' 'em most with detergent
24 hours 'til we blow the subversion
Got bombs in empty skyscraper, that's from terror that's working
They see me lurkin', splurgin' on bombs and wire vests
This world is law, 2016 the final death

Liber AL vel Legis (1909) Outro:

Stamp down on the wretched and the weak, this is our law, do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law