Anointing of the Sick (Catholic Church)
Anointing of the Sick is a sacrament of the Catholic Church that is administered to a Catholic "who, having reached the age of reason, begins to be in danger due to sickness or old age", except in the case of those who "persevere obstinately in manifest grave sin". Proximate danger of death, the occasion for the administration of Viaticum, is not required, but only the onset of a medical condition considered to be a possible prelude to death.
The sacrament is also referred to as Unction, and in the past as Extreme Unction, and it is one of the three sacraments that constitute the last rites (together with the Sacrament of Penance and Viaticum).
The sacrament is administered by a priest, who uses olive oil or another pure plant oil to anoint the patient's forehead and perhaps other parts of the body while reciting certain prayers. It is believed to give comfort, peace, courage and, if the sick person is unable to make a confession, even forgiveness of sins. Several other churches and ecclesial communities have similar rituals (see Anointing of the Sick for a more general discussion).
Podcasts:
Extreme Unction
ALBUMS
- Mortuary, Volume 1 released:
- In Limine Mortis released:
Mortuary, Volume 1
- Absorbed (Prival Thoughts on a Pale Dawn)
- The Abrupt Nature / Dissolved in Absurd
- Pulverising
- Fragments of Existence (Within Despair)
- Insane Procreation
- Excretory Urography
- Smigella Dysenteriae
- Of a Parturition
- Idiopathic Thromboeytopenic Purpura
- Anatomicarom... Theatric Carneolatrous Enciclopaedy
- Fecal Impaction
- Acute Mesenteric Lymphadenitis
- A Sentimental Coronach
- Intro
- Goat on Fire
- Through My Mind
- No More Silence
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by Naer Mataron
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by Necrophagist
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by Pestilence
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by Mental Crypt
Extreme Unction
by: Naer Mataron1. Extreme Unction
The churches may decide what will happen to man in the
other world
In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide
for our people
Mentally deficient, full of bluntness say:
“Blessed are the poor in spirit...”
Wouldn’t it be nice,
If they all went to their paradise
The one proclaimed by the fucking Christian Church
Into their paradise we’ll find ugly and mentally flat
women
For over half a million years God was sitting
Watching men plucking one another’s eye
And only then had the brilliant idea
Of sending his bastard son, fucking Jesus Christ
But now the Devil prevails
This thing is balderdash
We shall let the church to “rot as a gangrened hand”
And slay upon their altars the idiots and the old
scandal mongers
The healthiest part of the
Youth shall be with us
The plower with his scythe shall ripe the new harvest
rightly
Burned, mutilated, millions of our ancestors
Under Christian psalms of love
We shall avenge... we thirst for blood!
The churches may decide what will happen to man in the
other world
In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide