Disciples of the Whip Lyrics


They have chosen weakness - let them weaken!

They have chosen offence- let them be offendeded!

They have allowed (the) decrepitude of their spirit, mind and fortitude!

They have chosen a path of false flagellation,with neither penance nor pain!

Strength abandoned - voluntary victimhood -fraudulent martyrdom!

Cult of atrophied witnesses without visions, deceiving perjurers!

Pleasure without pain is truly a mockery of masochism

Would-be victims

Renounce the charlatans!

Repudiate their ecstasies of phantom pain!

May the cult-like cowards find a pain so severe

it goes beyond the fulfilment of their every

DESIRE!

With the feebleness of infants, flagellants march on, conniving weaklings in the processions end,

far beyond the reach of the whip!

Abrogating fortitude, pathetic cunts turn weakness into virtue!

False flagellants! Thrive forever on suffering

without pain!

Fraudulent flagellants! Where are the scars of your torments?