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behemoth - natural born philosopher كلمات الأغنية

without sin i can’t make religion
as without sin there’s no wh-r-dom
and when in my heart god becomes a harlot
i shall sin, sin, sin again
(“…every world has its sp-ce
every life has its time
every m-ss has its god
every god has his guillotine… “)

to possess thy mother i desire not
nay, to slay thy father neither
’tis thy god i yearn to kill
thus reigning universal

with my beak i wanna peck at his face
and from ye golden cups divine blood drink
tresp-ss borders which do not exist
i wanna be born, grow and rise again

and become! become you unity!
be all and nothing equally –
dust ov universe and its essence –
and look attentively
every star is a stone
in the cosmic pavement on which step you
and your oddysey has no beginning
and never look to far, you fool!
’cause it has no f-ckin’ end!

by nails tear this thin membrane
show me ye eye ov revenge
spit out half dead foetus out-consciousness
long live the man!
to god – quick death!
(your god is dead now…)

- behemoth

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