Bloodshrines

The choir begins the chant
rising rosary of razors through flesh
the incense rises,
a miasma 'gainst the earth
discordant hymn of hate

Temple of blood, Temple of Pain

On the altar the chalice is raised
filled with abominations
raised in salute
tribute to damnation

In the shrine, one thousand eyes
gleaming with malignancy
writing in the dust before the altar
Obedience and triumph

Bow!
Kneel!

D.R.U of the conqueror
nestled in the womb of harlotry

Where iniquity kicks
the corpse of righteousness
where the blade slakes it's thirst
forged of the nails in christ's flesh
in solitude and desolation
worship and the temple

Bloodshrines: The temple is within