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I didn't know where else to stick this, but figured this might be the place for it.
I enjoy extreme heavy Christian music. What are people's thoughts on this?
Example of a song I like that I would consider in this category. Will post the lyics.
Perversions elevated to the state of religion.
It was, and is and shall be no more.
In ancient days, women on their knees mounted by goats,
the sehirrim of the wastelands, demons of Azazel.
These days we repeat such filth with pride.
Perversions elevated to the state of state-religion,
marching through the gates of every city.
All shall bow like in the days of the mad king.
White light broken up in colours,
distorted under the veil of good.
What was, is and shall not be.
The city is a sewer,
it floods the streets with filth.
Only the promise keeps the flood of Noah at bay.
In ancient days a flood washed all sinners away.
What was, and is and shall yet be.
A cross was risen on a hill in the midst of time and space,
a sacrifice to God, a sacrifice of God, God sacrificed.
In these days a flood of Gods own blood to wash away all sin,
and spare the life of sinners.
Leave the blood filth step in to the white,
step into the light. Goatwhore no more.
I enjoy extreme heavy Christian music. What are people's thoughts on this?
Example of a song I like that I would consider in this category. Will post the lyics.
Perversions elevated to the state of religion.
It was, and is and shall be no more.
In ancient days, women on their knees mounted by goats,
the sehirrim of the wastelands, demons of Azazel.
These days we repeat such filth with pride.
Perversions elevated to the state of state-religion,
marching through the gates of every city.
All shall bow like in the days of the mad king.
White light broken up in colours,
distorted under the veil of good.
What was, is and shall not be.
The city is a sewer,
it floods the streets with filth.
Only the promise keeps the flood of Noah at bay.
In ancient days a flood washed all sinners away.
What was, and is and shall yet be.
A cross was risen on a hill in the midst of time and space,
a sacrifice to God, a sacrifice of God, God sacrificed.
In these days a flood of Gods own blood to wash away all sin,
and spare the life of sinners.
Leave the blood filth step in to the white,
step into the light. Goatwhore no more.