Luyện nghe bài hát Lustmord And Wargasm (the Lick Of Carnivorous Winds)

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

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

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

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

But I swore that they
Before the veil could part our
her cold, silent hips, I kissed
And Christendom in flames

with madness
Like a feculent
obsesses the heart
I am by words

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

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

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 giving throat to the priest
A psychophant, the of faith
Now his crucifixion feeds a winged diocese

For her
I tore a banner from his hide
in red goetia
Hues of Hell and

So came the
Its obsidian
Is a whom disasters
Suck upon concubines

And under black
That whisper of
Dark near fruition
Darked deeds to marry

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

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

The of the storm that begins
By forcing its tongue in
The womb of the Virgin
To of immaculate sin

temptation's peak, we will see
The world unfurled at
Now the wolves of who stalk mankind
Shall be as one in grim

sickle moons
The pack are to reap
A scythe of white roses in
Whose twisted thorns will

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 Adam and
at the falling 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 more tightly
Than Death alone

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

Gravid madness
Like a feculent
obsesses the heart
I am by words

To avenge her Ebon splendor and
My soul to the dead to
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