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

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

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

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

And midst lies in
She was martyred to
That and Lust
Are forever forbidden to

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

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

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

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

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

Scar-riddled eves bleed like the conjugal
Vestal daughters giving throat to the
A psychophant, the despoiler of
Now his skinless crucifixion feeds a winged

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

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

And under black
whisper of delight
Dark seeds near
Darked to marry mine

In bed, I have lain
lip-service to shame
But for dreaming of thee, I
A reason to seek life

Then we smite the
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 of the Holy Virgin
To of immaculate sin

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

sickle moons
The pack are to reap
A scythe of white in bloom
Whose twisted thorns keep

A upon a dead man
Daylights crucified in
And lives hide in scriptured lies
To the memories of a

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 this
it shall be so
For our have crossed oceans of time
To one another more tightly
Than Death could

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

Gravid madness
a feculent dirge
That the heart
I am convened by

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

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

As shadows unblind mine to see
The meat is their congregation