Inhuman Baptism

by Sadistic Sacrament

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released May 29, 2013

All music written by Sadistic Sacrament
All lyrics by Mog-Pharau
Recorded in winter's last dregs 2013 with Karl Schaberl at Einöd Recording.
Mixed and Mastered by Karl Schaberl.
Cover Art by Anne Schmitt
Hail to all the bands we've played with and everyone who has supported us, in particular the mighty Sektor, Svartsorg, Morgengrau, Garden Of Grief, Photophobia Art, Anne Schmitt, Nocturna & Durkheim, Jürgen Werner and Karl Schaberl.

Sadistic Sacrament supports the war against humanity. Not that it needs much support.

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Track Name: Antagonist
demonized, harbinger, ostracized,
antagonist
endless hate, boundless rage, I am wrath,
antagonist
worthless world, worthless ways, I abhor,
antagonist

the mother, cradling her spawn
I am against you
the father, arming his young
I am against you
the nation, banners that blind
I am against you
vile tyrant, be not at peace
I am against you

desecrate, empty words, write my own
antagonist
destroyer, unmaker, rebuilder,
antagonist
revalue, all values, overcome
antagonist

seducer, glittering toys
I am against you
the puppet, dressed up in guilt
I am against you
the faithful, servants and slaves
I am against you
vile tyrant, be not at peace
I am against you

I have eaten of the filth that trickled down
showered in lies and bathed in stale and bitter piss
the infection of your fetish ran its course
a summer's fever, my vendetta now begins
these days of glamor built a dissonance of time
this is a sickness of our history and mind
armed in abhorrence of your every way and form
I stand against you and I will see you destroyed

enemy, anti-christ, anarchist
antagonist
defiant, venomous, terrorist
antagonist
Track Name: Hell Is Other People
people
like maggots
have a way of getting under your skin

I wish I knew how to cut them out,
open the horrid meat
to excise implanted anticipations
surgically remove the ties that bind me
to the hell that is you

plastic puppet people in a plastic puppet world

your incessant prattle
about nothing worth saying
your meaningless dreams and fake aspirations
and all of the bullshit you keep on repeating,
it drowns out the world

Out!
I want you out!
Out of here and out of me!

hell is other people.
well, my hell is you
here there is no exit
here no light shines through

plastic puppet people in a plastic puppet world

imitations of life
is all that you are
fake simulacra of pretty life promises
carved in the luminous flesh of televised giants

plastic puppet people in a plastic puppet world

your beauty disgusts me
Track Name: Calm Of Winter
So here's to life,
it's all we've got
with all its pain
and piss and rot
it's full of failure
and despair
it's all a game
and fucking unfair.

we're falling fast, from birth to death
with ne'er a break to catch our breath
a one-way train on which we ride
nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
life is a silly little trip
with every step a step to skip
from first to last, it's tears in rain
with screams and sighs for a refrain

living life like a snail on a razor blade
like a late goodbye
a welcome overstayed
a paper boat armada of memory
like an ester condensed from night's revelry and acid mornings
life is an unfinished painting
let hollow things ring

life is really all I've got
full of pain and piss and rot
every taste soon stale and bitter
it's a shit cake dressed in glitter

chains and leather, the power of the riff compels you
the flavours of intimacy
a moist engraving on our lips on the resilient edge of resistance
the calm of winter, candles and ice
the bright sight of autumn woodlands
words shared over spirits
poetry and wisdom
we are bloodied but unbowed

So here's to life
it's all we've got
with all its pain
and piss and rot.
what's there to have
what's there to be
what's worth fighting for,
for me
which side I'm on
it's hard to tell
the grass is always burned in hell.

just look around, it's plain to see: to suffer is what it means to be

we're falling fast, from birth to death
with ne'er a break to catch our breath,
a one-way train on which we ride
nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
life is a silly little trip
with every step a step to skip
from first to last, it's tears in rain
with screams and sighs for a refrain
I've had my fill, my share of losing
and at times, it was amusing
For what it's worth, I gotta say
I do it all again my way
Track Name: Carrion Faiths
I stand while you kneel
I speak while you pray

you submit to imagined tyranny
I rise in metaphysical revolt

I piss on your christ and I shit on mohammed
I impale old Moses on a rusty iron spike
with an open mouth for the birds to shit in
a fitting fate for a spewer of lies

that bastard god of yours
those vicious books of lies
if someone made the world that someone hates us all

My words are poetry
your words are slavery

you submit to imagined tyranny
I rise in metaphysical revolt

and while you feast on the excrements of kings and prophets
wallowing in the filth of your moralistic degradation
I walk over your bodies as they convulse in the ecstasy of suffering
the abuses of your god

I piss on your christ and I shit on mohammed
I cut off their heads
and cast them to the dogs

carrion faiths for carrion minds