Autotheist Movement III: Deconsecrate

All rise for the black mass
We are gathered here today in the funeral of your faith
Angels set ablaze
Bask in the flames

God is dead
Rid your mind of guilt my child
God is dead
Let your sacrament wilt my child

In a godless universe with logic as the reigning scepter of power
Revel in the mysteries of our reality
Wisdom undefiled
In the shadows where secrets lie

Unrestricted wisdom grows in all directions
Evolutions grow forth from the grave of your faith
Bow your head in awe for our creation
Bring closer his withered throne to Earth

Lowering paradise within reach
Burn heaven down

Nailed to the cross
Drained of it's blood
Piety dies
Crucify this lie

Deus est mortuus! Logica obtinet!
Deus est mortuus! Logica obtinet!

God is dead
God is dead!

Bring closer his withered throne to Earth
Lowering paradise within reach
Evolved in fruition to deny the god of carnal opposition

There will be no judgement from above
Inherit the Earth
Possess what is left

Behold a vision blinded by guilt ridden righteousness
Mortal entombment of the mind
False beliefs abandoned in the shadows of the light

Behold a vision blinded by guilt ridden righteousness
Mortal entombment of the mind
False beliefs abandoned in the shadows of the light

Burn heaven down

Nailed to the cross
Drained of it's blood
Piety dies
Crucify this lie

Deus est mortuus! Logica obtinet!
Deus est mortuus! Logica obtinet!



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Writer(s): Michael Keene
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