Bride of Christ
You are now bride to the priest
Time to surrender your chastity
Bear me a child of lechery
Prostrate and tremble in fear
You will now pay for your sins
Pray and hope that god will hear 
As I am [bad word] you 
Embryonic development
The New slaves begin to shape
Swelling the wombs of the nuns
Illegitimate, yet with lies 
They are rationalized 
Procreation of a generation that's doomed 
When they're brought into this world they serve the purpose of the church
Rape the [bad word] children then return them to the earth
Born, then classed 
Then sent to the Nursery of rape
Newborn bodies bring 
Glory to the church
[bad word] harvest means a happy hierarchy
They [bad word] the children then leave disposal up to me
Within the crypt lies a rancid lime stone pit 
Within the crypt lies a rancid lime stone pit 
putrid haven for bloated, murdered children
As I pour the chemical catalyst, to speed decay
The cries of the living ones cease
Now their melted skin lay draped on their scattered bones 
The maggots fester, consuming bodies faster 
And what remains is ground into the food 
For the new generation
Bride of Christ
You are now bride to the priest
Time to surrender your chastity
Bear me a child of lechery
Prostrate and tremble in fear.