So Nail The Hearts

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"So nail the hearts" I. this is the nyghte of nyghts - vve steale the starrs from heaven / adorne a crovvne of the bryde, - vvho giveth a chylde to the dragon... / this is the nyghte of nyghts, - vve open all yer hearts so vvyde / vvith hooks & blaydes & sharpen'd steele, vvith nayles & thornes & burning sealls / children shrieks cutte the ayre, - ascende from crustie stones, / a dagger blayde flasheth so neare, - pan=demonick trumpett bones, / nayked bodies, curlling harde, - convulsions tvviste the shelle / fleshe is bleeding, ghoulish guarde, - deepe thunder roaring bell. / thou shalt not see - a singlestone revealing that his truth is nyghe, / but be crushed under the rock, - revealing his terrible lie! / chorus: eate his bodie, drink his blood, / embrayse his spirit, feaste on his hearte, / grab deepe the teethe in skinne so thinne, / tayke his great vvorde, fullfill our sinne! / he turneth sense to madnesse / he nayleth the hearts / reddemptio is nothing (nesse) / ... & nothing vvill be re=deem'd. / enlyghten'd torches licke the vaulte, - challice consecrated in blyghte / on moones zenith releese for the lorde, - their bloode for his most inner lyghte / stench of foulenesse, dying pulse, - diabolick choirs, lyfelesse voyce / agonick creeping, living dolls, - no vvay bakk, there is no choyce... / our throate becometh an open grayve; vve'll use our sperm to deceive / the venom of asps is to be under our lipps; vve'll be arm'd vvith lyonne teethe / our mouthe vvill spitte out cursses, lethall spells vve'll vveave / our feete vvill svvifte to shedd bloode; on our paths of ruin & greede, / can't ye see - his majestie - openeth his hearte so vvyde / vvhere vve vvill goe - vve neede no=more - our ovvn heartebeates insyde / vve feaste on him on liquidd sinne - for there appeareth golden soyle, / one eye, one hearte, one soule, one vvorde - for slayves vve are, / for this triumphe vve boyle... / this is the nyghte of nyghts, vve open all our arms so vvyde / vvith dugger, svvorde & rustie scythe, vvith acid, flayme & brimstone knyfe. / this is the nyghte of nyghtes, & all shall beare vvitnesse, / the sunne vvill drovvne in the ray=ging sea, & the moone vvil follovv the finallie... / this is the nyghte of nyghts, on brethren ye all shall follovve, / the path of the laste re=deeming rytes, a path throughe the infernall hollovv. / this is the nyghte of lyghts, vve strangle the glayre of the future, / vve aflayme yer deepest nigtmares vvylde, & sacrifyce them for his creature. / (vvhat remayneth vvill be throvvn to the vultures.) ah!

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