Defilement of Mortal Purity Lyrics

Forlorn and beset by grief
She receives visions in the form of morbid dreams
An ethereal durance...
The ordeal of a tainted soul
Luring the innocent one down to the river
With soft whispers and melodious tune
Before long a shard of jagged stone
offers the prostrate figure up as a sacrifice
Cracked pate rendering its bounteous ichor
The bellows of the infant, in the firmament finds quietus
It weakens under the alluring swell
Uplifted by spiritual provocation
Deliverance given unto the infanticide
They convene over the despondent one
A tribunal of canons
Through this holy anointing, by his most tender mercy
I am conveyed into his eternal embrace
Now the executioner's block awaits me
In a stone cell do I confess my crime
This blood upon my hands is salvation
Blissfully do I go to the gibbet
Knowing I will be one with the angels
No salvation from the assembled
The roaring crowd greets me at the scaffold