Apologia by The Ruins of Beverast Lyrics
Among the calamities of a rapidly declining age
Of which, O grieving heart! Our aching souls are cursed to read and bear witness
It is primarily the vetus oriens
Which, unleashed through the irrevocable perdition of his downfall
Surceaseth not to befoul the Church
Whose early proliferation was blessed by the blood baptism of the novus oriens
The human Christ
With manifold contagions of heresy
And yet, his attempts occur in times, as Earth's last eve befalls
And the deeds of man turn towards the sinister
And his mind fills with wrath, for the end of all time draws near
And thus, he planted a novel depravation within the acre of God
Marked by the shape of the female, who serves as its gateway:
Heresy of the maleficae, so I speak
Of which, O grieving heart! Our aching souls are cursed to read and bear witness
It is primarily the vetus oriens
Which, unleashed through the irrevocable perdition of his downfall
Surceaseth not to befoul the Church
Whose early proliferation was blessed by the blood baptism of the novus oriens
The human Christ
With manifold contagions of heresy
And yet, his attempts occur in times, as Earth's last eve befalls
And the deeds of man turn towards the sinister
And his mind fills with wrath, for the end of all time draws near
And thus, he planted a novel depravation within the acre of God
Marked by the shape of the female, who serves as its gateway:
Heresy of the maleficae, so I speak