Antichristmas Lyrics

Another cursed solstice celebration

Taking over every heart and mind

Filling the coffers of vile men

Enslaving the poor while they sip on wine

I abhor the consumerist nature

That has usurped the end of every year

And so I call upon my secret weapon

A sacred demon so grim and pure

This is the end of a tradition

I stick a dagger into its spine

This is my most unholy sedition

Satan, won't you give me a sign

Blessed be these old pagan origins

For they are not what they used to be

Perverted by the foul Christians

Converted by the ancient Roman priests

This was once a time of merriment

But the age is dead and gone

We must destroy this miserable occasion

And let the new one dawn

This is the end of a tradition

I stick a dagger into its spine

This is my most unholy sedition

Satan, won't you give me a sign

Ough

Antichristmas

Antichristmas

Antichristmas

Antichristmas

Ough