Akercocke - Footsteps Resound In An Empty Chapel - Sözleri

Hear me, the Antichrist is coming

He who opened his mouth in blasphemy

Against God and His Tabernacle

And those that dwell in the Heavens



He denies the Father and the Son

He refutes that Jesus is the Christ



And it was given unto him

To make war with the saints

And to overcome them all, power was given over

All kindreds and tongues and nations



I am an idea, I exist

Live and breathe, I am real



Call it a moment of inspiration

That allowed my existence

I am a raw and terrible God

I am Antichrist



Sticky white bile

Smeared and splattered

Around gray lipped mouths

Heavy death that rapidly decays



The rich and the poor



The rich and the poor

We are all the same in death

The unmistakable fragrance

Of rigid decomposition exacts no distinction



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