The Art of Blasphemy Songtext
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My blasphemy is proclaimed while my art inoculates
My profanity is declared to offend your absent reason
How pleased it feels to spit venom upon your blinded faces

Chaos and screams: your pest sounds
My putrid violence inside your god′s house

Does this host taste like shit?
It seems your savior's body is but a piece of rot bread
That′s a fine-looking chalice
Perfect for the liquor, so I get drunk and vomit
How come is she a virgin cunt?
I'm sure she's just a whore
Some say what I believe is absurd
But what about their un-holy ghost?

Grieve since I′m your pain and fear
A savage orgy is going to take place here
Look at my face, and see who I am
Meet your doom! Bow to me!
As a prize you′ll get my fist!


I spit on your face with the art of blasphemy. I desecrate!
I personify your hellish judge; thus, there's no respect
For you all started this war
I piss on your church with the art of blasphemy. I am profane!
Fuck Christians! Fuck the heaven!
Fuck the priests and fuck Jesus Christ!
My art is blasphemy

Black candles to replace the cult
Altars will get nasty: they′ll be places to start banging

Why are you so damn offended?
Perhaps 'cause my strength is your disgust
Your fucking cross is hanging upside down
Oh! I see his loser blood spilling now!
I′m glad you scum exist
Just because you make me laugh
Are you mad for this sacrilege?
You idiot! Go away and blame Satan once again

Mourn 'cause I′m your pain and fear
Your warm lives will soon become cold here
Come! Behold my presence, and see who I am
Meet your doom! Bow to me!
Kneel for your death!


I spit on your face with the art of blasphemy. I desecrate!
I embody your executioner, and there's no respect
'cause your religion started this war
I piss on your church with the art of blasphemy. I am profane!
Fuck Christians! Fuck the heaven!
Fuck the priests and fuck Jesus Christ!
My art is blasphemy