Praise to the Black

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Praise to the Black

Jesus was only a man,
not divine: flawed and fallible.
The Bible you choose to defend,
a work of fiction, to rob you of free will.
Praise to the Black.
In darkness lies truth and the strength to attack.
Praise to the Black.
The liberation of the Mind, Body, and Soul.
Blessed be this blasphemy.
At one with The Serpent.
The Pan of the Forest.
The King who hath fathomless unholy names.
The Sovereign of Bacchanalian dreams.
Ahriman. Dionysus. Typhon. Baphomet.
No one can rise from the grave.
Despite all your prayers, you'll never be saved.
Pompous piety fails to amuse me.
At least there is honesty in my heresy.
Praise to the Black.
In darkness lies truth and the strength to attack.
Praise to the Black.
The liberation of the Mind, Body, and Soul.
Sacred be this Sabbath Orgy.
At one with The Dragon.
The Prince of Gehenna.
The Beast Nero who played, whilst kingdoms inflamed.
The Father of Arcadian needs.
Bacchus. Asmodeus. Beelzebub. Lucifer.
Praise to the Black.
In Darkness lies truth and the strength to attack.
Praise to the Black.
The liberation of the Mind, Body, and Soul.

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from Praise to the Black, released April 30, 2017

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