The Jerusalem Syndrome

"Those whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad."

Do you see what I see?
The god forsaken, for sake of God
Have rendered Eden a mass grave
And left the madhouses empty
From the sprawling infancy of our species
The devil's spoke;
In din, in death, and into destrudo
The cadaver shutters from its shallow grave
And leaves peace to those who would consider it a virtue

Do you hear what I hear?
The seismic echoes from whence the war came
Do you hear the bootless cries, the destitution
The aborted children of the corn
Listen as the locusts wade into them, into their will
And into their waters
Across the deaf plains
This great tomb will never sound again

O chaos come
Thy will be done
O chaos come
Thy will be done

Now will you speak as I speak?
When the devil comes 'round to meet you
For he who keeps the company of wolves will learn to howl himself
In such vociferous, fucking dismal creeds
Unite men
Against men
And declare anathema unto everything that bleeds
Employing gods
Against gods
For GOD

Scurrying like infected rats; galvanized in malice
Descend like spores of anthrax
Scourged upon the gaping wounds of the earth
The demented structures are wailing against the sun
In decimation row
'Full of sound and fury; signifying nothing.'