Altered Verses

Psalms of terror, the altered verses of the holy
Evil things, in robes of sorrow
Assailed the human’s high estate
Vast forms, that move absurdly to a discordant melody
While, like a ghastly threat through pale skins
A hideous tumour rush out & laugh But smile no more
Till secrecy shall knowledge be in the confines of Hell
See the horns
Shake from your burden
Each hindering thing
Manifesting the raging beast
For what can awaken the beast so soon
Whose sleep hath been taken beneath the cold moon
As the spell which winds of witchery may cast
The rhythmical number «666» will exhort him to rise!
See the horns
Shake from your burden each hindering thing
Leave them apart
Manifesting the raging beast
See the horns
Your burden…
Each Hindering Thing
Leave
Apart
Manifesting
The
Raging
Beast