And as our song one last time shall rise So shall the dead — So shall the dead From all that's dwelling below the skies Let the false heaven's praise arise False salvation loud proclaim and Shout for the joy of the false god's name Blessed be the song of the fraud and the sham Blessed be the foul masquerade of the lamb Hosanna! Behold the rise of an army of well-dressed anti-Christs And as the one torch at last shall burn So shall the flesh — So shall the tenets of the flesh So shall the doctne of the womb So shall the gospel of the birth So shall the promise of the Lord And as the first voice in war shall drown So shall the last — so shall the despair of the last And as his word now shall come alive So shall the dead — so shall the dead For all that's dwelling below the skies That blind destruction that in us thrives Holy water upon the young and holy poison under the tongue Cherish the ashes, revere the dust Embrace the vows of the jewel wasp Hosanna, Stolen gospelshine — Hosanna to the false divine And as the one law at last shall fall So shall the flesh — so shall the tenets of the flesh So shall the doctrine of the womb So shall the gospel of the birth So shall the promise of the Lord So shall the blessings of the damned And as our psalms one last time shall roar So shall our doom — So shall the trumpets of our doom