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.