Christianity Destroys Minds and Reaps Souls

by The Nick House Party

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Faol Taews 01:13
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The Jester 05:30
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Demon Tag 07:24
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A richly furnished room In the air, a subtle hint of sulfur. I watch, aghast, as you proudly display your Dorian portrait. A sudden tightness in your chest--the power of Christ compels you! I think you should turn around. You've summoned up what you can't put down. You tell me that the way I act is quite odd. You tell me that you don't believe in God. But do you believe in demons? Cos when I look in the window I see them, crawling all over the ceiling, pointing and laughing at me. I walk by the power of things not seen, although I only go to church on Halloween. And I thought for a second you got what I mean, but your eyes have grown accustomed to the night. Come on, step into the light. Head lighter than a feather, Neck stiffer than a board, Fond lover, why so pale? Your face has been completely drained of blood. And in the room, a sudden chill--the power of science compels you. This ritual reveals the darker side of your Baphomet aesthetic. You tell me that the way I act is quite odd. You tell me that you don't believe in God. But do you believe in demons? Cos when I look in the window I see them, crawling all over the ceiling, pointing and laughing at me. Are you friends with these fallen angels? Cos they sure don't seem like strangers. Do you feel yourself being strangled by all their awful fetters? I walk by the power of things not seen, although I only go to church on Halloween. And I thought for a second you got what I mean, but your eyes have grown accustomed to the night. Come on, step into the light. Turn around! Step back! Look away! Shut up! The power of Christ compels you! You tell me that the way I act is quite odd. You tell me that you don't believe in God. But do you believe in demons? Cos when I look in the window I see them, crawling all over the ceiling, pointing and laughing at me. Are you friends with these fallen angels? Cos they sure don't seem like strangers. Do you feel yourself being strangled by all their awful fetters? I walk by the power of things not seen, although I only go to church on Halloween. And I thought for a second you got what I mean, but your eyes have grown accustomed to the night. Come on, step into the light! The power of Christ compels you! Step into the light!
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Career Suicide / I Am The Black Exorcists 05:39
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If I had my way, you'd play in my band Selling out arenas all across the land Getting money for nothing and the chicks for free But God had different things in store for me Cuz if you wanna live, then you gotta die It's all part of becoming more like Jesus Christ It's the first step in my career suicide Oh no! You've got to let it go! If I had my way, I'd play in your band Roam around the country in a worn out van Drop a little acid after the show The left-hand path the only one I know Seeking enlightenment through this hedonism Living my life out on the road I was so ensnared by irreligion Until I was burned by the fires of love Cuz if you wanna live, then you gotta die It's all part of becoming more like Jesus Christ It's the first step in my career suicide Oh no! You've got to let it go! Now that I've seen the truth of this love Will I surrender and heed the call? Or take this chance to glorify myself, Exalt my name and watch my twin star fall? If I had my way, I'd play on my own Watch you struggle as I sit on my throne Find my triumph in your disgrace And throw my streaming numbers in your face. Seeking enlightenment through sadomasochism Living my life here on my own Will I be ensnared by this religion Or will I be burned in the fires of love? Cuz if you wanna live, then you gotta die It's all part of becoming more like Jesus Christ (oh yeah!) It's the first step in my career suicide Oh no! You've got to let it go!
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Older Testament 05:51
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This beautiful world that we see bears witness to the beautiful Trinity From the brightest day to the darkest night We see your holy nature and eternal might From the heights of the Ozark mountain range To the vast expanse of the Midwestern planes; The farthest stars in the blackest reach of space all come together to sing your praise. Night sky is a vision of your throne Look up and I realize I can't make it on my own. But this beautiful world in innocence born has by Satan's claws been ripped and torn From the darkest night to the light of day there is cruelty and suffering on display So will you rally the troops at the gates of Hell counteract the black witchery of Azazel, foot gripped in the jaws of Leviathan-- a Trinitarian warfare stretching out for aeons. Night sky is a vision of your throne Look up and I realize I can't make it on my own. I'm down at the end of every rope with my last breath crying out "Lord, you are my only hope." Night sky is a vision of your throne Look up and I realize I can't make it on my own. I'm down at the end of every rope with my last breath crying out to The One, First Cause, Divine Sophia
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Ubisoft Towers 05:01
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I've read every word that was written in red And I know for a fact that God is dead There is no reason now that I must be saved There's naught to be found in a dead man's grave Oft before it was said to me, "You'll understand if you just believe." But I've never seen a mountain cast into the sea Never seen you heal any amputees And I've spent all my waking hours Climbing up these radio towers When I reach the top, what then? Radio towers again In this world I am truly free The dogmas of priests have no hold on my In their scrolls and books I will put no trust Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Reaching out into the abyss Straying as if through an infinite nothingness again Nothing waiting to break my fall Trace the outline of the shadow on the wall And I've spent all my waking hours Climbing up these radio towers When I reach the top, what then? Radio towers again I trust not in the deceiving light When ignorant armies clash by night I will not build a castle in the air but on the solid rock of unyielding despair And I've spent all my waking hours Climbing up these radio towers When I reach the top, what then? Radio towers again When I reach the top, what then? Radio towers again
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Christian America 03:42
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Come, brothers and sisters, turn in your hymnbooks to page 1488 and let's worship ourselves in the presence of the Lord Cover my world with Astroturf, Paint my grey skies blue, I wear the rosy glasses of God, the day that I found you, I condemn all the things I did when I tell my testimony, I got to have all the fun so I can tell you it was misery. Praise the Lord, we'll have fun in the Son, We'll use our bibles like a loaded gun, Shut down all who disagree with our bad theology, It's manifest destiny, Christian America. I never worry about the poor because they're blessed, you see, I always pray for their just rewards, as long as it don't come from me, I thank the Lord every day, Their fear, it fills prophesy, So I rejoice in my brand new Lexus, as I claim Christ's victory. Praise the Lord, we'll have fun in the Son, We'll use our bibles like a loaded gun, Shut down all who disagree with our bad theology, It's manifest destiny, Christian America. World is crumbling, people are dying, I just wanna praise the Lord, No need for fussing, no need for striving, in his love I'm sure, And if this world starts dragging me down, Jesus will lift me up off the ground, The world is crumbling, people are dying, I just wanna praise the Lord. Look at them fighting on the West Bank, throwing rocks at those Jews, I rejoice in every child that dies; it means Christ is coming soon, I bow my head in a restaurant as a witness the MatreDé, So when I leave a tract instead of a tip, I know he'll wanna get saved just like me. Praise the Lord, we'll have fun in the Son, We'll use our bibles like a loaded gun, Shut down all who disagree with our bad theology, It's manifest destiny, Christian America. Hallelujah, Everybody, let's stand and worship ourselves before the Lord. Praise the Lord, we'll have fun in the Son, We'll use our bibles like a loaded gun, Shut down all who disagree with our bad theology, It's manifest destiny, You get to be wonderful like me, We'll grind the world to it's knees, Christian America.
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God is a Criminal 02:01
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God is a criminal He's no cop at all He had his back up against the wall Unjustly arrested Falsely accused Tortured to death The King of the Jews Christus Victor God is a criminal Scum of the earth Of unlovely appearance Ignominious birth The leaders despised him for the things he would say "The poor will be filled, the rich sent away." Christus Victor God is a criminal under the gun Can't see the Father except through the Son The Lover of Sinners who seeks for the lost All that I know I learned from the cross Christus Victor
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Night of the Strangling (Christus Victor) 05:55
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n shadows resplendent, it is the very witching hour. I lie here so restless--1:33 and I'm still not asleep. But there, in the darkness, I swear I saw it slithering. The hunger relentless, the thing I most fear--the hiss in my ear. In terror, in silence. I'm not awake. It's not a dream. Can't open my eyelids. Chained to the bed with these coils round my neck. This pressure on my chest. I have no mouth yet I must scream to a power not mine, a power divine. (Christus Victor! I'm crushing the head of the serpent!) But something is different--a gambit you did not expect. The tempter thus tempted: caught in the trap you thought you had set. Like Heracles the infant, this time the snake is in my grip, through a power not mine, a power divine. Christus Victor! I'm crushing the head of the serpent! Christus Victor! I'm crushing the head of the serpent! In the very witching hour, in the dead of night Feel a numinous power in the pale moonlight Forked tongue's been twisted and the tables have turned In the fires of these prayers I'm gonna watch you burn In the very witching hour, in the dead of night Feel a numinous power in the freezing moonlight Holy sword descending on your serpentine crown in the fires of these prayers, Satan, I will tear your kingdom down. Christus Victor, Agnus Dei, Amor Vincit Omnia The battle has ended, the light of life has conquered death. The dawn fast approaching--5:55, I can see the sunlight. Like Heracles triumphant, my boot upon your scaly neck through a power not mine, a power divine. Christus Victor! I'm crushing the head of the serpent! Christus Victor! I'm crushing the head of the serpent!

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released July 20, 2023

All programming, vocals, keyboards, bass, and guitars by Nick House.

Pitch correction was used as a vocal effect on "Demon Tag." No other pitch correction was used on the album. In the interest of saving time, quantization was used in the guitar parts of "Career Suicide / I Am The Black Exorcists" and "Night of the Strangling." All other guitar parts are recorded as originally played.

All music and lyrics written by Nick House except "Christian America," music and lyrics written by Brian Healy.

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The Nick House Party is the one-man, genre-free musical project of Nick House, a reclusive computer expert with a master's degree in philosophy. His explosive live show has been described as "life-changing," and has earned him comparisons to Robert Smith and Peter Murphy.

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