Текст и слова песни Invidiosus – Creature Upon The Preacher (Priest Feast)
In the name of the father, the son, and the holy ghost
Torment is fermented in an unlikely host
Spirituality lost
A life full of mindless faith corrupted by voices that annotate every decision
Taken
His dreams fill with fire and pain
Awaken
The unholy creation, destroyer of salvation
Shapeless
Taking the form of a man
Nameless
It's face will be the last thing you see when you
Die
The last image froze into your mind
The possession that creeps into the recesses and corners of the fractured and unstabilized holy man's conscience, it's...
Here!
Creature upon the preacher
Late into the night he is woken from his fitful sleep
Unable to rest, he dresses and heads to the chapel
Eyes unseeing, the creature follows on his scent
Illusion of safety, seeking refuge in his sacrament
Silently and carefully
He approaches his prey with silence and precision
Unaware
That he'll soon be mutilated, masticated, and devoured alive
Unfortunately there will be no protection
No divine intervention
Unfortunately there will be no protection
No divine intervention
When the creature is upon
The preacher
(Solo)
Now the Preacher Will Die!
Claws
Rip through his body!
Every
Bone inside him, broke
Screams
Echo around him
The final blow
A cross stabbed into his throat
Now he lies dissected
The priest is mutilated
The feasting has abated, the creature's stomach, full
Spread-eagle on the alter
The beast leaves his victim, the door slams closed
Torment is fermented in an unlikely host
Spirituality lost
A life full of mindless faith corrupted by voices that annotate every decision
Taken
His dreams fill with fire and pain
Awaken
The unholy creation, destroyer of salvation
Shapeless
Taking the form of a man
Nameless
It's face will be the last thing you see when you
Die
The last image froze into your mind
The possession that creeps into the recesses and corners of the fractured and unstabilized holy man's conscience, it's...
Here!
Creature upon the preacher
Late into the night he is woken from his fitful sleep
Unable to rest, he dresses and heads to the chapel
Eyes unseeing, the creature follows on his scent
Illusion of safety, seeking refuge in his sacrament
Silently and carefully
He approaches his prey with silence and precision
Unaware
That he'll soon be mutilated, masticated, and devoured alive
Unfortunately there will be no protection
No divine intervention
Unfortunately there will be no protection
No divine intervention
When the creature is upon
The preacher
(Solo)
Now the Preacher Will Die!
Claws
Rip through his body!
Every
Bone inside him, broke
Screams
Echo around him
The final blow
A cross stabbed into his throat
Now he lies dissected
The priest is mutilated
The feasting has abated, the creature's stomach, full
Spread-eagle on the alter
The beast leaves his victim, the door slams closed
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