Sleeping Throats Of The Antichrist - Teitanblood

Vision granted of utter darkness by fervent heat, baptized in drought through

the catacombs of life, all nerves and minds thus dissolve

Sewn mouths now speaking of disfigured truths.

Sleeping throats of the

Antichrist

Filled with the gift of salvation, imago reverts to larva as a dog returns to

its vomit and the Lord returns to his feast

Benevolent are the wounds of a friend, wounds washed in caustic urine and

blackened prophecies

Precious is the sight of the Lord is the death of His faithful servants,

choked by a thousand serpents and bloodier means

Shed!

repugnance from sin, faith from the shield, words from the swords,

safety from His blood

Reap!

sterile seeds, yawning scars, scattered limbs, the light from the above

is eaten

Burning prayers now smothering under the Lord.

Under his name and our God

Writhe!

all laws in red convulsing depths, all seeing waters, all harvested

horrors

Chasten!

the damned to bless, the chosen to curse, the leprous to disrobe,

the ultimate sacrifice

Sleeping throats of the Antichrist

In gratitude for the redeeming wounds, the Son returns to the parental seed for

He is hungry, and we give him to eat, for He is thirsty and we give him to

drink

Purify!

as the jaws of bestial Earth stab your ribs.

Sanctify!

with your lungs

burning of sulphur in the fiery lake

Open graves have feared and trembled, carved effigies have melted under the

waters.

High praises sputtered from the between gnashed teeth, exalting

Heavenly rigour from the excrement of God

And darkness was all, and all was darkness… and the corrupt blood poured from

the bottomless skies

From the hungry eyes that lust after the beyond to the nose blinded by the

stench of despair, from the snout avid of disintegration’s smoke to the

vengeful mouth of cleansing fire introduced to reason