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

An Archangel in
Bediademed,
With a of ravens
But no Astarte to behold

Abandoned by
To the dead, dark and
her dispersions
On brittle glass

And though her eyes held fire
As stonewalls caged the
'Gainst the lassitudes of
She fought but fell to

And midst lies in
She was to teach
That and Lust
Are forever forbidden to

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

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

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

Vexing
And weak prayers
To a no one
To hinder her
To weed the of their disease

As shadows unblind eyes to see
The meat that is congregation
How they plead to the
But this is mere to war

saffron eves bleed like the conjugal
Vestal daughters giving to the priest
A psychophant, the despoiler of
Now his skinless crucifixion feeds a winged

For her
I a battle banner from his hide
in red goetia
Hues of and deicide

So the night
Its light
Is a master whom
Suck like concubines

And under skirts
That whisper of
Dark seeds fruition
Darked deeds to marry

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

Then we smite the
For our nature 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 taste of sin

temptation's peak, we will see
The world at last
Now the wolves of time who mankind
Shall be as one in repast

Commemorating moons
The are poised to reap
A of white roses in bloom
Whose twisted will keep

A upon a dead man
Daylights in sleep
And lives that hide in scriptured
To the of a scream

And we shall amid the ruin
As and Evil
Dizzy at the stars
That fiercer in throes of upheaval

If all must we damn for this
it shall be so
For our have crossed oceans of time
To clasp one another more
Death could alone

As beats reign to make carrion crawl
The talons of lust a clarion call
To the of carnivorous winds
To the lick of winds

Gravid madness
a feculent dirge
That obsesses the
I am by words

To avenge her Ebon splendor and
My soul to the dead to
of libidinous scourge
Horripilation over carious herds

nightmares
And weak prayers
To a no one
To hinder her
To weed the world of their

As shadows unblind eyes to see
The that is their congregation