Letra de Closure in moscow - vanguard

My curse is alphabetic. Dianetic-Crucifix.

Your curse is post-magnetic, now they suckle from your drip.

Their curse is so pathetic, they´re the real heretics.

Our curse is not kinetic if they couldn´t break our grip.

Foetid leeches sap their glands of inquisition.

They need blinding sustenance.
Don´t you dare speak that name.
Don´t you ever speak that name.

Break the very tenets that you spit in my face, now I´m ready to obliterate.

So send me all your preachers, and I´ll put them all to shame.

I´ll be the vanguard of their fall, middle of their falter.

Bezel in their rings now dropping all the stones.
This serpent on my doorstep, well, he´s got a sweet southern drawl.


Lulling so you may invite his venom.

Oh, he was knocking, but didn´t know it´s coming.

Oh, he was knocking, but didn´t know my mutation was imminent.

He couldn´t help it; spouting invocations.
I said unto him:

Don´t you dare speak that name.
Don´t you ever speak that name.

Break the very tenets that you spit in my face,
now I´m ready to obliterate.

So send me all your preachers, and I´ll put them all to shame.

I´ll be the vanguard of their fall, middle of their falter.

Bezel in their rings, now dropping all the stones.

First you´ll oscillate, and then you´ll feel the fire burn and formicate,

while all your words are coming out cancrine.

Don´t just let him rot this hall.

"I couldn´t do that even if I wanted to."

Don´t just let him rot this hall

"I couldn´t do that even if I wanted to be saved."
T
hen you´ll all fall in silence.
Then you´ll all fall.

And I will tell you all, as I said to your serpent:

Don´t you dare speak that name.
Don´t you ever speak that name.

Break the very tenets that you spit in my face, now I´m ready to obliterate.

So send me all your preachers, and I´ll put them all to shame.

I´ll be the vanguard of their fall, middle of their falter.

Bezel in their rings, now dropping all the stones.

First you´ll oscillate, and then you´ll feel the fire burn and formicate,

while all your words are coming out cancrine