Temples of Abomination Lyrics

For all of those who seek rebirth
Our souls are dead, we blanket the earth
Marching forth through dark terrain
The skies are black, ascending the plain

The bleak beyond, dissected sun
Impaling light through minds undone
Drown within the mass belief
To wear the crown of burden and grief

Self-damned within the desolate shell
We walk the path where angels have fell
Rephilliam come to vanquish the heir
Release the pathogen, cremation of care

Harden our hearts with blasphemy
At one with the mark, we enter the sea
Enchanted harlot of ancient swine
Nestle the wings of serpents divine

Souls of the damned,
Repent as a lamb
Sheep of the flock,
Your God head we mock
Spirit so fake,
Lye dead in the wake
Culling the herd,
Resurrection absurd

Bible of lies,
This fable defies
Human logic of all,
Obscenities
Truth will unfold,
Spirits are sold
Unto the hands,
Of the potentate

Self-damned within the desolate shell
We walk the path where angels have fell
Rephilliam come to vanquish the heir
Release the pathogen,
Cremation of care

Harden our hearts with blasphemy
At one with the marks,
We enter the sea
Enchanted harlot of ancient swine
Nestle the wings of serpents divine

Deceiving nation,
Of mindless creation
Breeding the temples,
Of abomination

Temples of abomination

Come forth the revelation,
Your father’s desecration
11th seal broken prophecy,
Reveal the lie of insanity

There will be no restoration,
Within the Temples of Abomination

Souls of the damned,
Repent as a lamb
Sheep of the flock,
Your God head we mock
Spirit so fake,
Lye dead in the wake
Culling the herd,
Resurrection absurd
Bible of lies,
This fable defies
Human logic of all,
Obscenities
Truth will unfold,
Spirits are sold
Unto the hands,
Of the potentate

Rejoice in the awakening,
Upon crystal shores
Break the final seal
Silent one,
Be silent no more

Sow the seeds of evil
To sprout forth to the sky
Empty hollow gathering
Macabre danced to glorify

Eyes to see,
Ears to hear,
a race of these,
With own decree
Destruction of being free

Tongues to speak,
Hands to feel,
Though that be,
It can’t be real
Within temptation lies their zeal