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

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

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

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

And lies in collusion
She was martyred to
That Divinity and
Are forever forbidden to

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

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

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

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

As shadows unblind mine to see
The meat that is congregation
How plead to the skies
But this is foreplay to war

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

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
That of delight
Dark seeds fruition
deeds to marry mine

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

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

The breath of the that begins
By forcing its tongue in
The womb of the Holy
To of immaculate sin

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

Commemorating moons
The are poised to reap
A scythe of white in bloom
Whose twisted thorns keep

A crown upon a man
Daylights in sleep
And lives hide in scriptured lies
To the memories of a

And we shall amid the ruin
As Adam and
Dizzy at the falling
That burn in throes of upheaval

If all must we damn for this
Then it be so
For our souls have crossed of time
To clasp one another more
Than Death could

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

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

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

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

As shadows unblind eyes to see
The meat that is their