Atonement کے بول

God's angels had no grace... Rotting in angelic flesh, stench of heaven burning Gorging on the savior, rebirth through atonement Secreting the filth that fills the crypts Swallowed soul vomits forth Spines are severed and collected Torn apart from the corpses Bodies left decaying, beneath the rotting sky Their detached heads, impaled upon stakes Watching their savior die... He is no longer, healer of the sick Perished through atonement Condemned by his father To perish with the lepers; immaculate punishment Dethroned by his prophets; Decaying false testament in a paradox of abandonment Atonement of misconception Death through endless suffering No after life deliverance scripture of defiance Rotting in angelic flesh, stench of heaven burning Gorging on the savior; consuming on his innards Life no longer everlasting, Perished through atonement