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

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

by Heaven
To the dead, dark and
Cast her
On brittle glass

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

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

But I that they would
Before the veil part our embrace
her cold, silent hips, I kissed
And promised in flames

Gravid with
a feculent dirge
That obsesses the
I am convened by

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

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

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

Scar-riddled eves bleed like the conjugal
Vestal giving throat to the priest
A psychophant, the of faith
Now his skinless crucifixion feeds a diocese

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

So came the
Its obsidian
Is a master disasters
Suck like concubines

And under black
That of delight
Dark seeds fruition
Darked to marry mine

In Death's bed, I lain
lip-service to shame
But for of thee, I regain
A reason to seek again

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

The of the storm that begins
By forcing its Herod in
The of the Holy Virgin
To taste of sin

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

Commemorating sickle
The pack are poised to
A scythe of roses in bloom
Whose twisted thorns will

A crown a dead man
Daylights crucified in
And lives that in scriptured lies
To the of a scream

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

If all must we for this moment
it shall be so
For our souls have crossed of time
To clasp one another tightly
Than could alone

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

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

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

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

As shadows mine eyes to see
The meat is their congregation