Текст песни Malus Amor - Christian Death

Demons have crippled this race
Inventors of narrow morality
I am pleased with my conduct
For someone so insane

They came to worship the almighty
With sacrificial offerings
Heaven knows there's not an abnormal
Gene amongst them
How perfect they are in their esteem
I wallow at your feet

Thelemanites congregate
Somewhere beside a lake
Mephistophiles decimate
The flesh of souls they take

The sceintists speculate
Eleventh hour quakes

The Canonites consecrate
The world for Christ's sake

Psychiatrists examine various cures
For the purpose of this perfect world
If deviation is the symptom of the mind
And not the sperm
Then moral judgement
Is the germ