Blessings Upon The Throne Of Tyranny — Dimmu Borgir
Infected by invalid behaviour While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction Confess to slavery for the world saviour Give praise and inhale the corruption
Chorus:
The Enfeebled provides the fool The Disabled provides the tool The Apathetic demands the affection To those suffering from their own satisfaction
Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plague Testify today?s contradiction, glorify tomorrows deed Inconceivable moral priest, hide in preferable dress Invite to another pleasure feast, the concealment of joyful laughter
The decrepit innocence of your correctness and well-chosen Elicits the source of the need for immediate forgiveness Submit to no grace but the spiteful of your disease Apply to join the unlimited disgrace and a settlement in the skies And turn the confusion among your children into self-stimulation The incarnation of your prostitution, the true Evil in disguise
With the ignorance from your cross as the witness The truth of your tragedy make you justice In your mirror the high spirit of kindness Looks like malice
Condemnation of life by the living dead What a premature judgement, contradiction to the core How unfortunate I am, cursed to spend time on a battle already won The shame that will be guarding your grave says it all Retreat to the crypt and make it worthwhile Recall my sins furthermore but still be watching yours with a smile