Bride of Christ, you are now bride to the priest
Time to surrender your chastity
Bear me a child of lechery
Prostrate and tremble in fear
You will now pay for your sins
Pray and hope that God will hear as I am fucking you

Embryonic development: the new slaves begin to shape, swelling the wombs of the nuns Illegitimate, yet with lies they are rationalized

Procreation of a generation that’s doomed
When they’re brought into this world they serve the purpose of the church
Rape the bastard children then return them to the earth
Born, then classed, then sent to the nursery of rape

Newborn bodies bring glory to the church
A fruitful harvest means a happy hierarchy; they fuck the children, then leave disposal up to me
Within the crypt lies a rancid lime stone pit; a putrid haven for bloated, murdered children

As I pour the chemical catalyst to speed decay, the cries of the living ones cease
Now their melted skin lay draped on their scattered bones
The maggots fester, consuming bodies faster, and what remains is ground into the food for the new generation

Bride of Christ, you are now bride to the priest Time to surrender your chastity
Bear me a child of lechery
Prostrate and tremble in fear