Immorality sucked greedily at my throat They shall lick the dust like serpents Hold your tongue Get thee behind me Your church makes me vomit into the vertiginous abyss Enfeebled by vice Dear God allow me to show gratitude For my fortunate eyes of truth Lord, how long shall the wicked, How long shall the wicked triumph on earth? These loathsome parasites that cling To the cross, the cloth, and the skin Soaked in blood of men Not the body of CHRIST This is Heresy I admit, in no way Approval.