Luyện nghe bài hát Death Magick For Adepts

Come artists bitter things seek meaning
Even if they're to behold
Once to horizons where the dead stayed dreaming
Now nightmares waken souls that the living's toll

Bosch and Brueghel three times
Moon wise thy graves
For alone are at loss to trace
The face of today's inhuman

One half adrift in the vast abyss of despair and
The other a of rich red lips
Whetted by the of belief and greed

All damned in this inferno virgil averts his eyes
From the black mass gang rape
Of ceasing hands an divides

Trespass these seven gates to a world let to shades
seraphim bleat of their cold and coming master's race
In the sewers of Babylon stillborn to a trough
Chimiracles will hatch like plots to dredge to pearl their cross

penteholocaust
Five past yet still man grasps
At final straws to his cast

His lord is a leper we shall not want he us with white lies
His acrid pall as of the reminds us how we rot inside
Gutted like fool's paradise gutted on cruel

court to chaos holding to far graver arms
A downfall to all resounds
As orgies peak in centered psalms

And screams her sufferings under bowed and cankered wings
A bleak scorched necrotica burning
Like the robes we've torn her

She begs us lay her pain to
Lest we are with nothingness
for her stripped and ravished flesh

And if her fate is not of apocalypse
Then the comets graxe nightskies
We'll surely of wrongs and rights
When you and I and all dies

It's down this carcass maggotropolis
as worms to the grave
Allah's name is naught Christ cannot save
Locked in a waltz of evermore frantic
Spells of regret death magick for

Be prepared to fulfill
The fall of a sin dynasty
Glutted fool's paradise, glutted on cruel appetites

We've woven a thorn arbour
Left streaked reason upon the shore
And bereft of compass star or more set out for this end
Few at the prow slave below painting coal a perfect gold

But for all it's worth the engines dead in the brine again
Come cabin fever sodomy on the bounty to phallus seas
That hiss and foam to douse disease a roars on the way
Blacker than the ace of rapes dealt out by in darkwood glades
Our ship of fools all boards handmade sinks dashed by seismic