Altered Verses - Glorior Belli

Psalms of terror, the altered verses of the holy

Evil things, in robes of sorrow

Assailed the human’s high estate

Vast forms, that move absurdly to a discordant melody

While, like a ghastly threat through pale skins

A hideous tumour rush out & laugh But smile no more

Till secrecy shall knowledge be in the confines of Hell

See the horns

Shake from your burden

Each hindering thing

Manifesting the raging beast

For what can awaken the beast so soon

Whose sleep hath been taken beneath the cold moon

As the spell which winds of witchery may cast

The rhythmical number «666» will exhort him to rise!

See the horns

Shake from your burden each hindering thing

Leave them apart

Manifesting the raging beast

See the horns

Your burden…

Each Hindering Thing

Leave

Apart

Manifesting

The

Raging

Beast