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The Jester
05:00
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I am the voice that you will find
In the darkest corner of your sinful mind
Where my serpent's tongue whispers gilded lies
I wanna make you do the things that you despise
I'll control your mind, corrupt your will
Until you drink my poison and consume my filth
While you tell yourself you're really not that bad
You laugh right now, but I'm the one who laughs last
"Just one more longing glance
Just two more right-wing rants
Just three more--that's all I ask"
I've got you in my grasp
Like a parasite feeding on your mind
All I want is to have you in my control
I will wrap my prey in my cold embrace
This time there's no escape
Let's put a smile on your face.
You might think you've seen the last of me,
that you have overcome and you can take it easy
But you can't kill me 'cos I'm already inside you
waiting for another chance to make you mine.
"Just one more cigarette
Just two more refreshing sips
Just three more" then you'll quit
My hook is in your lip
Like a parasite feeding on your mind
All I want is to have you in my control
I will wrap my prey in my cold embrace
This time there's no escape
Let's put a smile on your face
My finger's round your neck--you'll never be free
Like a parasite feeding on your mind
All I want is to have you in my control
I will wrap my prey in my cold embrace
This time there's no escape
I know you'll take the bait
Like a parasite feeding on your mind
All I want is to have you in my control
I will wrap my prey in my cold embrace
This time there's no escape
Let's put a smile on your face :)
Let's put a smile on your face
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Demon Tag
05:47
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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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Older Testament
05:50
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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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In 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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The Nick House Party Fayetteville, Arkansas
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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