Luyện nghe bài hát Lustmord And Wargasm Ii (the Relicking Of Cadaverous Wounds)

An Archangel in
Bediademed,
a murder of ravens
But no less to behold

by Heaven
To the dead, and past
Cast her
On life's brittle

And though her eyes still held
As caged the beast
'Gainst the lassitudes of
She but fell to greet

And midst lies in
She was martyred to
Divinity and Lust
Are forever to meet

But I swore that they
the veil could part our embrace
Twixt her cold, hips, I kissed
And Christendom in flames

Gravid madness
Like a dirge
That the heart
I am convened by

To avenge her Ebon splendor and
My soul to the to achieve
Prophecies of scourge
Horripilation braying over herds

Vexing
And their prayers
To a no one
To her decree
To weed the world of their

As shadows mine eyes to see
The that is their congregation
How they to the skies
But this is mere to war

Scar-riddled saffron bleed like the conjugal
Vestal daughters giving throat to the
A psychophant, the despoiler of
Now his skinless crucifixion a winged diocese

For her
I tore a banner from his hide
Splashed in red
Hues of and deicide

So the night
Its light
Is a master disasters
Suck upon concubines

And black skirts
That whisper of
Dark seeds fruition
deeds to marry mine

In bed, I have lain
Paying lip-service to
But for of thee, I regain
A reason to seek life

we smite the divine
For our true is sin
To strip tender flesh these swine
Like the lick of carnivorous

The breath of the that begins
By its Herod tongue in
The womb of the Virgin
To of immaculate sin

From temptation's peak, we see
The unfurled at last
Now the wolves of who stalk mankind
be as one in grim repast

Commemorating sickle
The pack are to reap
A scythe of white roses in
Whose thorns will keep

A crown a dead man
Daylights in sleep
And lives that hide in lies
To the memories of a

And we dance amid the ruin
As and Evil
Dizzy at the falling
burn fiercer in throes of upheaval

If all must we damn for moment
it shall be so
For our souls have oceans of time
To one another more tightly
Than could alone

As Zyklon beats to make carrion crawl
The talons of lust rake a clarion
To the lick of carnivorous
To the lick of carnivorous

with madness
Like a feculent
That the heart
I am by words

To her Ebon splendor and surrender
My to the dead to achieve
of libidinous scourge
Horripilation braying over carious

nightmares
And weak prayers
To a no one
To her decree
To weed the world of disease

As shadows unblind mine to see
The meat that is congregation