Versuri Annotations Of An Autopsy - Impale the Sun
A holy icon, shining down spreading dogma. Its rays suffocate me, blistering the skin of my effigy. A blinding icon. Burns ours eye, branding our minds. Its rays burn through my skin, exposing the demon within. Its glowing rays burn into our eyes, creating a divine state of control. Flooding our minds with holy propaganda. Closing our eyes to a world of lies Branded by the holy flame, fooled by the trinity. The rancid flesh that cages my true form is slowley falling from me. Revealing my true face, humanity will now witness as I Plunge this world into suffocating darkness. Rise, as the halo of the slave earth shatters. Appointed leaders, lay cold and blue. Worshippers drag the swamps searching for a martyr. Step into the void, embrace my emptiness. Everything you worshipped, now crowned in s**t. Branded by the holy flame, fooled by the trinity. The rancid flesh that cages my true form is slowley falling from me. Revealing my true face for the whole world to see. In order to free our minds, we must impale the sun. The age of the church is dead. When the sun falls, darkness will rise. Humanity will witnesss the dawn of a new kingdom as we step into the age of enslavement.