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Whore of Babylon, mother mine

Crestfallen Madonna of the dragon heads

You'd part your thighs for pleasures of the flesh

So part them now to bear the god of death

With weeping eyes gaze upon your son

The noble spawn of your licentiousness

Whose naked soles will scorch a smoldering road, and

Serpentine hands coil around your neck

Whore of Babylon

Whore of Babylon

Cast from the Tiber by your mother's brood

The monster spoiled your gardens with his germ

You let him brand me with (a) fool's moniker

Then sour your flesh and leave us destitute

And yet I rise

Thanks to the gifts that you give to me

Your venom's bite

Your cunting ways and your treachery

And your reward

Oh mother mine who I've loved so much

You're turned away

With cold caress of the viper's touch

Whore of Babylon

Whore of Babylon

Whore of Babylon

Whore of Babylon

Whore of Babylon, mother, I

Behold the son corrupt with addled mind

Let no perversion slither from your grasp

Hypocrisy the venom of this asp

With forked tongue you kiss your mother's brow

And poisoned fingers slip beneath the cowl

Puerile infatuations your downfall

Deranged 'messiah' who is mocked by all

So come assassin cleave to mother's breast

Right hand embraces while the left holds death

These weeping eyes gaze upon a son

Who's murderous hands will see him, too, undone

So send your poisons wash me of this curse

And Charon's ferry, bear me as my hearse

But as you push this knife into my chest

Madness will soon see it drawn across your neck

This is my gift to you

Eternal death, eternal life

My love (my madness)

My Son