Correction Lyrics Christ & the Pale Queens, Mighty in Their Sorrow by Current 93

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I am without origin and from whom every beginning comes forth
I am the ancient of days to declare that I am a day by myself
Alone I am the day that does not shine by the sun rather by me
That the sun is ignited I am the reason that it is
Not made perceptible by anyone else
Rather I am the one
I own every being that lives, draws breath, and soothes to gaze at my
Countenance
I have created mirrors in which I consider myself without end
Through wonders of my originality I have prepared for myself these mirrors
So they may revend and maintain song of praise
For I have a voice like a thunderbolt by which I keep in motion the entire
Universe
In the living sounds of all creation and this I have done who am the ancient of
Days
By my word which was and is without beginning I calls all the mighty lights to
Emerge
And in this light countless sparks which are angels
But when the angels came to awareness withint their light
They forgot me and wanted to be as I am
Therefore the vengeance of my punitive zeal rejected in thunderclaps those
Beings
Which had presumed to contradict me
For there is only one God and no other but me

Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
And we bow our knees before him
Who is dead from the beginning
And his law was the law of the lies
And his temples were temples of pain
His Christ and his pale queens mighty in sorrow
With their dogma and their doctrine of deceit
He created thw world in his glory
So we should offer him praise
But Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Wait in judgment with their feet bathed in blood
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
A world without end, amen
From Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
A trinity of lies and deceit
And their love was for them and their friends
And their lies for books they wrote
And their deceit bring down my pain
And the mushroom clouds were falling
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Shall wait at the end of all time
Will you believe in a God that is dead?
Who may die in an article of faith
Whose beauty is nailed to our face
A Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
The fates and faith of the dead
Sometimes falling softly like winter's snow
Sometimes falling ice so hard with red rain made of blood
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
A throne at the end of the road
We shall crawl with our knees so broken
Ripped and torn and burned and pulled and dragged on the way
We were turning, we were burning in the fires
And the people that stoked it are they
It was Christ that left tenants of love
The Armageddon angels of bliss
Apocalypse with a kiss
From Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow
Christ and the pale queens mighty in sorrow

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