Blessings Upon The Throne Of.. - Dimmu Borgir

Infected by invalid behaviour
      While capturing the stench of divine putrefaction
      Confess to slavery for the world saviour
      Give praise and inhale the corruption
      (chorus:)
      The Enfeebled provides the fool
      The Disabled provides the tool
      The Apathetic demands the affection
      To those suffering from their own satisfaction
      Devour in self-deceit, conjure the righteous plague
      Testify today´s contradiction, glorify tomorrows deed
      Inconceivable moral priest, hide in preferable dress
      Invite to another pleasure feast, the concealment of joyful laughter
      The decrepit innocence of your correctness and well-chosen
      Elicits the source of the need for immediate forgiveness 
      Submit to no grace but the spiteful of your disease
      Apply to join the unlimited disgrace and a settlement in the skies
      And turn the confusion among your children into self-stimulation
      The incarnation of your prostitution, the true Evil in disguise
      With the ignorance from your cross as the witness
      The truth of your tragedy make you justice
      In your mirror the high spirit of kindness
      Looks like malice
      Condemnation of life by the living dead
      What a premature judgement, contradiction to the core
      How unfortunate I am, cursed to spend time on a battle already won
      The shame that will be guarding your grave says it all
      Retreat to the crypt and make it worthwhile
      Recall my sins furthermore but still be watching yours with a smile