Blasphemy (feat. Candice Cierra x Angel) - MOE Cheez

Evils procreation within the domains of Christ Fornication a sacrilege to the rules of lies These sexual blasphemies malign Jesus grace We copulate... for Satan's praise Crucifixes are penetrated into the whores cunts- Ecstatic satisfaction is unleashed in gruesome grunts And so we raise the goathead upon the altar And perform obscene rituals as an avatar On this night, in this hour we call upon the ancient power Now swallow his demons semen stream, from the realms where Satan reigns supreme Blasphemous intercourse in the chair of benediction Inferiors are swallowing Satan's demons cold cum The priests are forced to kiss the goat posterior Unholy blasphemies, Satan thou art superior! On this night, in this hour we call upon the ancient power Now swallow his demons semen stream, from the realms where Satan reigns supreme Evils procreation within the domains of Christ Fornication a sacrilege to the rules of lies These sexual blasphemies malign Jesus grace We copulate... for Satan's praise

The Egyptians built their pyramids, The Romans did what they did, Now everything's come down to this, It's just you and I our kid, We could send a million to the Moon, But why can't I get on with you? The cellophane around my mouth Stops the anger seeping out Our deaf and dumb dinners, Gravy in the mud, No singles just fillers, Sometimes I wish I could, but... I can't behave I know it's not the heathen in me It's just that I've been bleeding lately Internally, don't turn to me, Bite your tongue, the torrid weapon You could learn a useful lesson What's so great about the great depression? Was it a blast for you? 'Cause it's blasphemy Words cut like a knife through vaseline You can't really mean what you mean When you say what you say Tourettes make them come out that way. "Wish I was here", well I wish you weren't Your gift of anger's better burnt If nothing's said, and nothing's learnt, I thought I wasn't but I'm really hurting Our deaf and dumb dinners, There's gravy in the mud and... I can't behave No it's not the heathen in me It's just that I've been bleeding lately Internally, don't turn to me, Bite my tongue, the torrid weapon I could learn a useful lesson What's so great about the great depression? Was it a blast for you? Blasphemy Our great adventure, Christmas in the snow, Senile dementia maybe, What way to go I can't behave I know it's not the heathen in me It's just that I've been bleeding lately Internally, so turn to me, Bite your tongue, your torrid weapon We could learn a useful lesson Ain't it great this great depression? It's not a blast for me It's blasphemy

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