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

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

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

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

And lies in collusion
She was to teach
Divinity and Lust
Are forever to meet

But I swore they would
the veil could part our embrace
Twixt her cold, silent hips, I
And promised Christendom in

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

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

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

As unblind mine eyes to see
The that is their congregation
How they to the skies
But this is mere to war

Scar-riddled saffron eves like the conjugal
daughters giving throat to the priest
A psychophant, the of faith
Now his skinless crucifixion feeds a winged

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

So the night
Its light
Is a master disasters
Suck upon like

And under skirts
whisper of delight
Dark near fruition
Darked deeds to mine

In Death's bed, I lain
Paying to shame
But for dreaming of thee, I
A reason to seek life

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

The breath of the that begins
By forcing its Herod in
The of the Holy Virgin
To of immaculate sin

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

Commemorating sickle
The pack are poised to
A scythe of white roses in
twisted thorns will keep

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

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

If all must we damn for moment
Then it be so
For our souls have crossed of time
To one another more tightly
Death could alone

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

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

To avenge her Ebon splendor and
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 their

As unblind mine eyes to see
The meat that is congregation