Mother of Abominations

Distorted divine vision
For those made of flesh and blood
Servants who never questioned
Why fear devours your souls

The "saint" is not seeking communion
It hosts in his D.N.A all corruption

Don't rest until you burn all the false dreams
Blessed are the deniers of the supreme paradigm

Winged Death Terrestrial Domain
All roads lead to more doubts
Immolate those offering salvation as a bargaining
Ecstasy in the arms of the mother of abominations

Her breasts are as cold as the supposed "creator"
Her filthy womb carries, what men most desire

Obedience should never be exercised
Thy hands build, corrupt and can destroy

Releasing the anomaly the queen of men’s delirium
She will prostitute herself with all the lambs of light
And the wet fluid of her debauchery
It will be tasted by all the kingdoms on the earth

Babylon
Lair of unclean spirits
The hideout of lust
Here lies the hungry devourer of dust hearts

Beast full of blasphemy
With seven heads and ten horns
Mounted on it, the adorned woman
Behold the mother of abominations