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Why we live today

For the reason we die tomorrow?

A greater place awaits,

Or so is said for our sorrow.

Why only a single god we follow?

I do not know,

But Satan lives and wallows

And for Him, the goat’s blood I swallow.

As I kill the virgin

I feel the conversion

The bloody athane on the floor

I can’t believe what I just did

But it felt so good I want it more

And then I see the kid

But I stop myself and wait for next week

I cannot be greedy for that which I seek

The next week comes

And we gather again

The forest fills with occultist hums

Fire starts on the cross’s stem

The kid has grown

And now worthy of a sacrifice

Spread upon the altar of stone

Consciously defying christ

Covered in blood, lying dead

On the wall, I hang its head

With this transformation complete

Against all christians I vow to compete