Immeasurable Foetal Mutilation

Father, forgive me, for I have sinned
My flesh has tempted me and I gave in
My body craves lust, pleasure and a constant need to sever
I am a priest; a holy servant of the Lord
Now Cleanse me of the sins that I have I committed

I bow my head and whisper, silently
A prayer of penance
Now that I am forgiven
I make my way to the Vatican
The place in which I’ll act in sin again
Behind these closed doors I practice torture and sodomy

Wounds are made and then singed to keep
The children alive while I dissect them
Anatomy: the structure of their flesh
Disassembled then raped while being logged on tape

The records are then sent to the Pope
Where he masturbates to them and injects his dope
Hordes of countless archives reach the roof caked in holy semen
This temple of debauchery is veiled from the public eye
The enigmatic loom continuously weaves a religious swoon

Rape then murder
Then find forgiveness
Kill in homage to Christ our fucking lord
Drain the sacrificial blood of children upon the altar of God
Rape then murder
Then find forgiveness
Kill in homage to Christ our fucking lord

Blood canals irrigate in the shape of cruciform
Divide the foetal remnants into pieces