Church of Misery (The World Is Law)

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[Verse] Church of Misery, blaze the Red Harvest upon arrival Transcended to the Peripheral, with ritual fire Habitually Satan's wins gimme power, more for my desire Prostitute Disfigurement, burn your witch in the red fire Bits of charred flesh, crematory to get to the shire They never catch me slippin', they got their dogs on me sniffin' like whose morgue is this? With bodies stacked up to the kitchen, whose law is this? Dr. Giggles with perfect incisions I took a match to religion, like the ancient Mayans did I bled the llama for sport, show me your alliances They're hidden here, co-manifest thoughts, four-dimensional Call me Truvallo? 'cause I'm never really conventional You can come report of a Nunslaughter Terribly eviscerated, hospital beds in tombs and fumes incinerated Witness disposing program, ain't nothin' greater I redefine gore with my physical mutilator Fillin' them coffins with virgins, fillin' 'em most with detergent 24 hours 'til we blow the subversion Got bombs in every skyscraper, that's from terror that's working You see me lurkin', splurgin' on bombs and wire vests This world is law, 2016, the final death [Liber AL vel Legis (1909) Outro] Stamp down on the wretched and the weak, this is our law, do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law
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- Lord Goat