Heresy (from Greek αἵρεσις, which originally meant "choice", also referred to that process whereby a young person would examine various philosophies to determine how to live one's life) was redefined by the Catholic church as a belief that conflicted with established Catholic dogma. Eventually it took on the meaning of an accusation levied against members of another group which has beliefs that conflict with those of the accusers. It is usually used to discuss violations of religious or traditional laws or codes, although it is used by some political extremists to refer to their opponents. It carries the connotation of behaviours or beliefs likely to undermine accepted morality and cause tangible evils, damnation, or other punishment. In some religions, it also implies that the heretic is in alliance with the religion's symbol of evil, such as Satan or chaos. It is distinct from apostasy, which is the formal denunciation of one's religion, principles or cause, and blasphemy, which is irreverence toward religion. The founder or leader of a heretical movement is called a heresiarch, while individuals who espouse heresy or commit heresy, are known as heretics. Heresiology is the study of heresy.
In the English language, black sheep is an idiom used to describe an odd or disreputable member of a group, especially within a family. The term has typically been given negative implications, implying waywardness. It derived from the atypical and unwanted presence of other black individuals in flocks of white sheep.
In psychology, the black sheep effect refers to the tendency of group members to judge likeable ingroup members more positively and deviant ingroup member more negatively than comparable outgroup members.
The term originated from the occasional black sheep which are born into a flock of white sheep due to a genetic process of recessive traits. Black wool was considered commercially undesirable because it could not be dyed. In 18th and 19th century England, the black color of the sheep was seen as the mark of the devil. In modern usage, the expression has lost some of its negative connotations, though the term is usually given to the member of a group who has certain characteristics or lack thereof deemed undesirable by that group.
Watch them all as they pray
Wishing that their god would stay
You’d think they knew he has abandoned them
Wasted hope, it’s all a stage
In heresy
Their books in hand they plague the world
Robbing us all in return
This is my life I’ll lead it how I can
Your ways and history concern
In heresy
Dishonesty has smothered me
Only to realize it’s yourself
Hopelessly devoted to
Abaddon incarnates itself
All you deity wannabes
With all your hearsay heresies
You lie to everyone
You want to be the sun
You want the world to kneel
Hearsay heresy
Deity wannabe
Liar it's plain to see
Liar it's you and me
Liar and I won't kneel
You're not the only one
You're not the holy son
You're not trinity
Hearsay heresy
Deity wannabe
Crucifixion so absurd
It's time to thin the herd
Fuck your word
The problem with religion
Is that it's full of lice
That suck the blood
And marrow
Out through it's bleeding eyes
Spare me your contradiction
And hearsay heresies
The word is Crucifixion
And pervert reveries
The world is full of vermin
Pathetic wannabes
Who knows there's
Something out there
Spare me your prophecies
You smell
There's something rotten
And everybody knows
But when you
Cut the grass to see
Only the scapegoat show
The snakes are all in heaven
That's how the story goes
And when the grass is cut
(Surprise)
Only the dead shakes show
Liar, liar
And everybody knows
Liar, liar
Dynasty in blasphemy
Deity wannabes
It's time to thin the herd
Crucifixion remedy
Hearsay heresy
Dynasty in blasphemy
Deity wannabes
It's time to thin the herd
Crucifixion remedy
Here we areIn a world of corruption
Human nature is
Of violent breed
Who cares if there's no tomorrow
When I die my future's
Laid out for me
Can't you see?
Rise above the lies
Morals on a backwards globe
A sin to you
For me it's hope
It's my life and provision
Black or white
Some pay to pray
You question why they
Act this way
It's their fucking decision
No more judgement day
Only tranquility
Peace signs, protest lines
Mean nothing to me
Honesty born in me
Heresy
I know what's right or wrong
And my belief is stronger
Than your advice
People, they go to war
Because religion gives themReason to fight
Sacrifice, die for pride
A group that caters
No one's fees
Or synthetic deities
Is where I belong
My stand is the human race
Without a label or a face
So they can lick my sack
No more judgement day
Only tranquility
Peace signs, protest lines
Mean nothing to me
Honesty born in me
Heresy
Honesty born in me
I have rage with this heresy
I don`t want your faith
I can read all the stupid things
Not bible for me
I don't want to hear your stupid lies
That shit is not for me
I just want to see your silly faith
How it´s dying now
Your faith is dying now
I know that
Your faith is dying now
I smell that
The church doesn't want my soul
I am a heretic sick boy
Because your faith is not for me
Only your lies are very sweet
Repulsion
I am an insolent
Repulsion I am an insolent
Repulsion I am an insolent
Your faith is dying now
I know that
Your faith is dying now
I smell that
The church doesn't want my soul
I am a heretic sick boy
Because your faith is not for me
Only your lies are very sweet
Repulsion
I am an insolent
Repulsion I am an insolent
Repulsion I am an insolent
I have rage with this heresy
I don`t want your faith
I can read all the stupid things
Not bible for me
Repulsion
I am an insolent
Forget the bible run to hell
Smell the way and find your faith
He sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see
He tries to tell me what I put inside of me
He's got the answers to ease my curiosity
He dreamed a god up and called it Christianity
Your god is dead and no one cares
If there is a hell I'll see you there
He flexed his muscles to keep his flock of sheep in line
He made a virus that would kill off all the swine
His perfect kingdom of killing, suffering and pain
Demands devotion atrocities done in his name
Your god is dead and no one cares
Drowning in his own hypocrisy
And if there is a hell I'll see you there
Burning with your god in humility
Eerie sounds, binding curse, indiscrete perverse
Hunger ablaze, devious ways of thrilling thrust
The soul combusts
The hizzing of cloven tongues, screams yet unsung
The blaze in the flesh, the serpent will thresh
Burn out the lungs
Fire as cold as the burning of ice, pierce for demise
Venom entice, pierce for demise, as ice
Rise for carnal spree
And heresy
Angel sodomy
And heresy
And bind the darkness tight, shameful delight
That's dirty and stained, arraigned and flawed
Brings us closer to God
Bloodchilling, uncaging the beast, poison apple feast
The plunge and the trust, the animal lust
Daughter of the priest
The pain and the flesh is all of our own, snake unatone
Salvation's headstone, snake unatone, our own
Rise for carnal spree
And heresy
Angel sodomy
And heresy
Heresy
And get closer to God
I am poison of induction
I am an angel of destruction
I am lightning of desire
Wheres fates will perish in the fire
Burn!
A wretched smile where sunlight fails
Twisted moans ring the hall
The dead face, ominous disgrace
The pain is the truth, the truth in us all and our fall
Rise for carnal spree
And heresy
Angel sodomy
And heresy
What is your purpose
Who is your god
Who owns your mind
What path do you follow
For whom do you speak
Which mask do you wear
Who draws your line
What is your weakness
Where lies your love
What are your dreams
Where are your standards
What keeps you going
How large is your prison
What breeds your hate
Where do you hide
Where are your strengths
What are your nightmares
When do you cry
How high are your walls
What is your weapon
How far can you see
What is your truth
Where are your values
What brings you joy
For whom do you bleed
Which way do you turn
Who carries your burden
How large is your prison
How deep in your search
How is your slave
How bright is your flame
Where is your future
What do you offer
What are you barriers
Who owns your mind
What is your shield
What do you steal
What is your justice
Who is your martyr
Where is your corner
What is your liberty
What is your peace
What is your purpose
Where lies your faith
Why was your past
Who do you oppress
Why do you care
What is your bondage
What do you use
Who high are your walls
Where is your reason
Where is your enemy
Who much can you take
What is your wisdom
What breeds your hate
For whom did you suffer
What is your scapegoat
What do you argue
Why is your fear
What is your cause
What is your answer
How long have you got
That is the time........
[Music & Lyrics by Suidakra]
Like the holy scripture said
Satan fled from his prison
He twisted the minds
In the garment of the holy church
Every fairy-tale has a wiff of truth
Our scaffold is build on this
I for one, a wife, the original sin sentenced me
Depressed by a dogma, without a will
In a land of cold, a princess of drearyness
Flames are licking on my flesh, but I chill
With their flesh so strong
And a mind so weak
A crusade for their god
With a fond full of blood
A silent enigma`s still untouched
The gleam inside fades more and more
Don't fear the darkness, nor the scythe
Then reason comes to fore
Only darkness beared the light
Incredulity bears the truth
He sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see
He tries to tell me what I put inside of me
He's got the answers to ease my curiosity
He dreamed up a God and called it Christianity
Your God is dead and no one cares
If there is a hell I will see you there
He flexed his muscles to keep his flock of sheep in line
He made a virus that would kill off all the swine
His perfect kingdom of killing, suffering and pain
Demands devotion atrocities done in His name
Your God is dead and no one cares
Drowning in His own hypocrisy
And if there is a hell I will see you there
Burning with your God in humility
I'm justified, I'm sanctified in you
I'm nothing less
Torn apart inside myself
A dripping bloody mess
I need your love, your strength to guide
Facing life renewed
Each day in you I never need
Materials, health, or wealth
No, you've given your life
And some of us demand as much
Using heresy as our crutch
But I refrain belief in these lies
Your body's not corrupt
No and I don't need
True holiness does not make me rich
I refuse to believe that I am a god
And can speak to make anything exist
I will suffer everyday because of these lies
You've turned God into a pagan myth
Then you say I have not received
The holy ghost into my life
Or that I have victory in Christ
Give up these lies, give up this myth
Give up your pseudo-Christian belief
Accept the truth Christ is God
(Steinhauer/Blaha)
"The beginning - How the believers of the
dualist theory turned there backs on
catholicism and found their own methods of
embracing God..."
They started on a distant shore
The rich believing with the poor
Fighting, striving hard to seek
A higher power with something else to say
Spreading their belief
praying for a life
It's the perfect way
But to the church it's just called heresy
Heresy
Heretics, that and nothing more
Daring to renege on our gods law
It's wrong for them to feel this way
Detrimental for the soul
Help them through this time
Disregard these lies
They say the perfect way
But to the church it's just called heresy
Heresy
Yeah... Choose!
Cathars gaining more control
The choice is free, us or holy Rome
Join with us you'll see the light
We have a holy Right
It's the perfect way
But to the church it's just called heresy
Heresy
Heresy
Heresy
All around that dull grey world
From Moscow to Berlin
People storm the barricades
Walls go tumbling in
The counter-revolution
People smiling through their tears
Who can give them back their lives
And all those wasted years?
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
All around that dull grey world
Of ideology
People storm the marketplace
And buy up fantasy
The counter-revolution
At the counter of a store
People buy the things they want
And borrow for a little more
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?
Do we have to be forgiving at last?
What else can we do?
Do we have to say goodbye to the past?
Yes I guess we do
All around this great big world
All the crap we had to take
Bombs and basement fallout shelters
All our lives at stake
The bloody revolution
All the warheads in its wake
All the fear and suffering
All a big mistake
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Undesirable obligations against ideologies unworthy recognition
From within the eyes of the self claimed superior rulers
Traitors born traitors, slay them at birth
Baptise the sinners, in their own blood
Expendable bodies, screaming for death
Suffer in silence, one final war
Glorified lunacy sweeps weaker minds control
Mandatory means of violence words from greatness already doomed
Mournful screams threaten to silence hatred hidden from outside eyes
Visions obsolete slowly dying prays answered with silence
Ancient spiritual tormentor consumes fear no longer
Immortality abandoned by faith as mortals they bleed
World in disorder brought into chaos
Exterminate those, fallen from grace
Insanity rules, chaos will rise
Uncontrolled conflicts, panic attacks
War declarations, the holy war starts
Religious world war, hypnotized mass
Charge for glory, die for honour