Second Coming Songtext
von Bethlehem

Black hopelessness

Venoms the hidden unholiness
Of your withered virgin

Speechless remonstration

Grinds the arches

Of your rising dominion

Dominion


Dark superstition
Drinks coagulated blood
Of your blasphemic lust

The age of the glorified god
Yields to a cold endlessness
Which, with vivid stiffness
Awaits my resignation

The second coming
The faceless lash

In the unholiness
Of my destination