Confessions Of A Heretic: The Sacred And The Profane: Behemoth And Beyond

by Adam Nergal Darski

Instead of a sword, I hold a guitar in my hands. I’m in the same, strong mind-set, but instead of Molotov cocktails, I’ve got a computer. It’s a much more powerful weapon.

Monotheism belongs in the museum. This is what I think, and I say it out loud.

Christians throw accusations at me because I do something they had a monopoly on: I kill golden calves.

If there are people who get easily offended by what other people say, then what is the basis of their faith? It’s got to be pretty fragile if they’re afraid of mere words.

For a lot of people it’s just mindless banging, but what I saw was a genre that could develop a kid like no other.

No. It’s like with friends. I have friends who lean to the right and friends who lean to the left. Usually there are no conflicts. When there are, it’s because someone is an idiot, not because of their political views.

Whether people like it or not, Christianity is deeply rooted in pagan cults. People of the cross get furious when you tell them that.

Earth is full of cultural and social contrasts. Why is one viewpoint supposed to be more important and better than others?

It’s a strange country. You can go to jail for drinking beer on the street, but yet everyone carries a weapon.