The Sermon to the Hypocrites - Behemoth

Behemoth - Satanica - The Sermon to the Hypocrites

Disc 1
01.	Decade of ΘΕΡΙΟΝ
02.	LAM
03.	Ceremony of Shiva
04.	Of Sephirotic Transformation and Carnality
05.	The Sermon to the Hypocrites
06.	Starspawn
07.	The Alchemist’s Dream
08.	Chant for ΕΣΧΗΑΤΟΝ 2000
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Disc 2
01.	Diableria (The Great Introduction)
02.	The Thousand Plagues I Witness
03.	Satan’s Sword (I Have Become)
04.	From the Pagan Vastlands
05.	Driven by the Five‐Winged Star
06.	The Entrance to the Spheres of Mars

O, ye whose future is in other hands!
Foul feeders! Slipped, are ye on you excrement?
Parasites! Having the world lousy,
Imagine ye are of significance to Heaven
I, who enjoy my body
(I) would rather pack with wolves
Than enter your pest - houses

Sensation... Nutrition... Mastication... Procreation...!
This is your blind - worm cycle
Know ye of nothing further than your own stench?
Heaven is indifferent to your salvation or catastrophe

The sword - trust - not salve - I bring!

Honest was Sodom!
Your theology is a slime - pit of gibberish become ethics
In your world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity
Everything ends miserably -
- Besmirched with fratricidal blood.