Corpus Antichristi Y3K

The Day of Salvation
Covers all the cities
Enthroned by the madness of the dance.
Goat Bitch and mother
plays with her puppets,
She pulls the strings ripped from your heart.
Harmony in Hell.
Fiercely Raising Tones
Serpent of the Old.
Hymn summons might,
Souls boil and Cry.
The Four Arms Awake,
They join the Celebration
Offering the Lord a Chalice of Blood.
Brought by the Shadows,
The Seventh of the Virtues,
Gluttony’s body to the Shrine.
Time has arrived,
Corpus Antichrist,
Raising to the Skies.
Master of Dark,
Lord of Perdition,
Oh Father, do listen, our song of Praise.
For the masquerade Kings of Creation,
Carriage of Hate.
For the Mistress of Tricks and Deceptions.
Filthy sickness of Lust.
For Whom enthrall the Weak with Confession
Prickliest Chains.
For the Young captivated by Sloth,
Beasts of Burden.
«Anima Anticristi, sanctifica me.
Corpus Anticristi, salve me
Sanguis Anticristi, inebria me
Ignid Lateris Anticristi, lava me "
«No permitas me separari a te,
Ab hoste benigno defende me.
Intra tua vulnera absconde me.
Ut Cum Daemon this laudem te».
Dreamt Tribulations,
Yearned for by the prophets,
They wouldn’t expect this nightmare.
Blood and flesh Treasure,
Belial’s incarnation
It shall grant redemption from their lives.
Time has arrived,
Corpus Antichrist,
Raising to the Skies.
Master of Dark,
Lord of Perdition,
Oh Father, do listen, our song of Praise.
For the masquerade Kings of Creation,
Carriage of Hate.
For the Mistress of Tricks and Deceptions.
Filthy sickness of Lust.
For Whom enthrall the Weak with Confession
Prickliest Chains.
For the Young captivated by Sloth,
Beasts of Burden.
Blood and flesh Treasure,
Belial’s incarnation
It shall grant redemption from their lives.