Shepherd For Dead Lambs (Johan The Baptist)

Fuck the priestRabbits offalIn the mother's wombThat feeds in one broodThe father and the sonLamb's blood to markThe impervious pathJohan the baptist and his tongueWhich was a cavern for locustsAnd raise the beast of godThe lamb of godBetween hate and deep revengeWe will be punishmentAnd we will be constructionFor flocks and shepherdsJohan the baptistSpread the sand of your kingdomAnd wait, slithering eternally forThe grains that never restJohan the baptistSpread the sand of your kingdomIn hope to hate againWe will the lamb with barred wireAfter it has grazed on the grass of shameIts flesh hung on the highest poleWill your blood to create riversJohan the baptist and his tongueWhich was a cavern for locustsAnd raise the beast of god