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

An in bondage
Bediademed,
With a of ravens
But no less to behold

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

And though her eyes held fire
As caged the beast
the lassitudes of Death
She but fell to greet

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

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

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

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

nightmares
And their weak
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 foreplay to war

Scar-riddled saffron eves bleed like the
daughters giving throat 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 came the
Its light
Is a master whom
Suck like concubines

And black skirts
That whisper of
Dark seeds near
Darked deeds to mine

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

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

The breath of the storm begins
By its Herod tongue in
The womb of the Holy
To taste of sin

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

sickle moons
The are poised to reap
A scythe of roses in bloom
twisted thorns will keep

A crown upon a man
Daylights crucified in
And lives that hide in scriptured
To the of a scream

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

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

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

Gravid with
a feculent dirge
That the heart
I am by words

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

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

As shadows unblind mine to see
The meat that is congregation