Psalm 1 'The Blessing' The Priest: Confess your sins to God, don't be afraid. Just like me of flesh and blood you're made. I can heal your wounds and cleanse your soul, but never return all those lives you stole. The Witch: 'You can burn in hell' The Preacher: God gives you shelter at heavens shore, abandon your thoughts to the mighty. Into the chapel of holyness, live for the sacred empire, engender the Enigma. The Unorthodox: Sacerdotal majesty, a recreant nonentity? Do you remember when you said. The Priest: I can heal the dead. The Unorthodox: Paroxysmal ecstacy, dementia or deity? Sapless you are crawling, to confess your sins? Psalm 2 'Celestial Dissension' The further side, a confounded lie, panegyration a reunion of riddles? The sorrow, the funeral truth, mentally fraud wih pseudo relics, enigma, unholy, ungodly, commander of the regeneration. Insidious and caught, implored by disgra- ce. Inhumation... The burial of man. Con- fession... Unify all evil. Deep inside, the unknown quest, the sphere is so depres- sed, a harp with broken strings, and the gro- und, this mazy world do still exist, the ghouls arise from the mist. Renascent through the holy scripture, submission to what for us is illusion. From the tene- brous depths of history, who will divulge the mystery. Unguiculated, unholy, ungodly, commander of the regenerati- on, insidious and caught, implored by dis- grace, inhumation... The burial of man, comfession... Unify all evil. Psalm 3 'The Loss of Hallowed Life' Ha, ha, ha, haoow.