Ascending in sectarian rapture

We are an oracle ov locust

Sanguine as yet anointed

We rave the pearly gates



Walk with me, Kaiafhat

Pilate, lead the way

I call upon Cains ov this world

We are marching to the funeral ov God



Illuminate

Adoration ov murder,

Raise up the rusty knife

To pierce the heart ov your brother



Cast your stones

Lapidate me

Cursed be the Paraclete

Pour salt into my wounds

So doth Lord speaks through thy deeds



I shall redeem my spirit

Just grace my crux with sin

If you give me the nails

I'll hammer them in



Illuminate

Exploration ov darkness

I raise the rusty dagger

To pierce the eye ov jhwh