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

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

Abandoned by
To the dead, and past
her dispersions
On life's glass

And her eyes still held fire
As caged the beast
'Gainst the of Death
She fought but fell to

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

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

Gravid with
Like a feculent
That the heart
I am convened by

To avenge her Ebon and surrender
My to the dead to achieve
Prophecies of libidinous
Horripilation over carious herds

nightmares
And weak 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 plead to the skies
But this is mere to war

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

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

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

And under skirts
whisper of delight
Dark near fruition
Darked to marry mine

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

Then we the divine
For our nature is sin
To strip tender from these swine
the lick of carnivorous winds

The breath of the storm begins
By forcing its tongue in
The of the Holy Virgin
To of immaculate sin

From peak, we will see
The world at last
Now the of time who stalk mankind
be as one in grim repast

Commemorating moons
The pack are to reap
A of white roses in bloom
twisted thorns will keep

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

And we shall dance the ruin
As Adam and
at the falling stars
That burn fiercer in throes of

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

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

Gravid with
Like a feculent
obsesses the heart
I am convened by

To avenge her splendor and surrender
My soul to the to achieve
Prophecies of libidinous
Horripilation over carious herds

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

As shadows unblind mine to see
The that is their congregation