Fall Of Efrafa - Dominion Theology

Dominion theology Blessed be thy torment; Bound to the cadaver of the righteous Our dutiful dead; Dispose of this land in renewed valour For we have slain the pitiful Scoured this repugnant plain With our cleansing touch With vigour I blind my sight Tranquil I resign my fate Willing I cut my loins For you have bled for us You have died for us Bind up thy wicked tongues Sew shut her shameful lust Burn up the sodomites For they have wronged you They have opposed you Our vainglorious divinity Fertile manure of the oppressed Seething in cruor of the devout Lives shed in adoration of you Pardon the meek inheritance Your words blanch skin bleach white Cast out all other creeds Gomorra filth; worthless kin Darwin’s soiled grievance Truth outweighed by the dumb No reason in his domain The deafening throng The rapturous ascent Of lives left in forfeit Our last lament This selfish appraisal Lives lifted above Bereft of all love