Текст (слова) песни: Behemoth - Natural Born Philosopher
without sin I can`t make religion as without sin there`s no whoredom and when in my heart god becomes a harlot I shall sin, sin, sin again ("...every world has its space every life has its time every mass has its god every god has his guillotine... ")
to possess thy mother I desire not nay, to slay thy father neither `tis thy god I yearn to kill thus reigning universal
with my beak I wanna peck at his face and from ye golden cups divine blood drink trespass borders which do not exist I wanna be born, grow and rise again
and become! become you unity! be all and nothing equally - dust ov universe and its essence - and look attentively every star is a stone in the cosmic pavement on which step you and your oddysey has no beginning and never look to far, you fool! `cause it has no fuckin` end!
by nails tear this thin membrane show me ye eye ov revenge spit out half dead foetus out-consciousness long live the man! to god - quick death! (your god is dead now...)
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