Cathedral of Despair

from Abattoir by Abjure

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lyrics

put to flame
this wretched house of sticks and shame
a blasted ruin where it stood

we drive the nails into the flesh of pious men
martyrs all before dawn's light returns again
this church an abattoir in which we cull the flocks
colored glass lacerates the orthodox

writhing maggots ground beneath our boot of steel
a bloody spectacle to bring the curs to heel
prostrate with platitudes where burning rafters fell
within this charnel house a vision of hell

unleashed

exanguinated by the kiss of singing wicked blades
we carve the sigils in their flesh to herald black crusades

as burning dead are mourned
your liar's god be scorned

our battle-standards hung with human pelts by nimble stitch
plead for mercy and you'll find our hearts as black as pitch
desecrated by the violence of our heresies
the cries of sorrow fueling our abyssal revelries

as burning dead are mourned
your liar's god be scorned

excise them baptize them
cleanse them in their blackened blood
infernal eternal
drown them in a crimson flood

this scene a tragic thing now penned in blood and woe
we come to sunday mass with blade and torch in tow

exanguinated by the kiss of singing wicked blades
we carve the sigils in their flesh to herald black crusades
we drive the nails into the flesh of pious men
martyrs all before dawn's light returns again

put to the flame
this wretched house of sticks and shame
a blasted ruin where it stood

exanguinated by the kiss of singing wicked blades
as burning dead are mourned
your liar's god be scorned