Lyrics Host Of The Swine - Abysmal Torment

Host Of The Swine

Blinded automata hands joined in reverence
Kneeling mindlessly but never understanding
How fruitless, entangled in layers of symbolisms
Pretending to bribe the arcane fire with empty chants
Consecrated bread rotting with their bodies
The temple of the universe they fail to know
And purity claiming to embody just for belonging
To one of the untold hordes of sectarian scum
Host of the swine, sacrilegious crime
Host of the swine, perversion divine
We will tear open the throats of those who cower
In the darkness of their accepted ignorance
We shall trample over every false icon of god
Bathe yourself in living light or in your own blood
Curse the host of the swine, hurl away the goblet of wine
Drink from the chalice of light, consume this cosmic might
Host of the swine
For those with eyes to see
For those with ears to hear
For those with eyes to see, let them behold
Those who refuse, let them incur the mirth of saints
For those with ears to hear, let them receive
Those who refuse, let them be cast into the void
Bestower of knowledge
Splendor behind the sun
Lucifer logos christos
Arcan luminaris