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Pride

from The Trve Beast by Qafsiel

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“Voi eravate il sigillo alla perfezione, pieni di saggezza, di una bellezza perfetta;
Eravate come un cherubino dalle ali distese, un protettore.
Vi avevamo stabilito, stavate sul monte santo di Dio e camminavate in mezzo a pietre di fuoco.
Eravate perfetti nelle vostre vie dal giorno in cui foste creati, finché non si trovò in voi l’iniquità.
Per l'abbondanza del vostro commercio, tutto in voi si riempi di violenza, e peccaste; perciò vi cacciai via, come un profano, dal monte di Dio e vi feci sparire, di mezzo alle pietre di fuoco.
Negli inferi precipito il vostro fasto e la musica delle vostre arpe.
Sotto di voi v'è uno strato di marciume, e vostra coltre sono i vermi.”

Fire and brimstone were always meant to drop down the curtains
on this despicable display, adorned with deceit and misery.
Howling jackals, beautifully attired, perched on the ringside seats,
as the triumph of your idiocy
glowed at the sound of the most delicate melody
in the overture
They wouldn't stop staring at their shiny gilded clocks,
for midnight has never been so close by

The sacred fire of the gods has been manufactured
and brought down to earth
as the evening sun of Atum dusks beyond the horizon of creation
leaving crumbs of hope to flicker
in the vast gloom of your days

How could you possibly care not
about anything other than the pale reflection of your tumefied ego
As if transcendency was paramount
How could you possibly think not
of every miracle you’ve been bestowed
Brought to naught
You are Death, shatterer of worlds,
behold the true beast

A bright star fell from the sky at the sound of the third angel
and poisoned the fountains of waters,
bitter as wormwood.
Sent not by the lord but by the iniquity of men,
gadgets of doom will cover the path of the righteous, with a fleecy shroud of lies.

Abashed the devil stood
as he felt goodness was nowhere to be found
And the courage was lost
among the craven coils of mediocrity
A feculent strain of celestials has risen
among the earthly creatures...
behold the true beast

How could you possibly care not
about anything other than the pale reflection of your tumefied ego
As if transcendency was paramount
How could you possibly think not
of every miracle you’ve been bestowed
Brought to naught
You are Death, shatterer of worlds,
behold the true beast

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from The Trve Beast, released July 11, 2018

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