Impenitent Thief of Galilee

A myriad, of hope 

Its sounding led to water 

A standing king of prophecy 

Walking the via dolorosa 

With Kitharas in revulsion, 

Expulse his light beholden! 

Abhorrent Serpentine: 

Tear his soles, from the bottoms! 

Near the sea of Galilee, his sanctity ingested. 

Five-thousand plagued, 

Kept to wait, 

for a hunger-fed on a liar's blessing. 

Christened is your king, 

I shan't concede to a fallen sun. 

Ask and you shall receive...

Well, I ask no mercy in your father's arms. 

Broken, the votive chalice 

The whorish womb of Magdalene. 

Stampede on thy calling, 

Sealing in dear Lord Zion's crypt.

Take heart it is I. 

With all Hel I am summoned.

Thy kingdom claimed from regency 

Ye of little faith: I cometh! 

Bow to me in stede. 

Receive this dark marking. 

Should I hang by your cross. 

I will never say I'm sorry!