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

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

Abandoned by
To the dead, dark and
Cast her
On life's glass

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

And midst lies in
She was to teach
Divinity and Lust
Are forever forbidden to

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

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

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

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

As shadows mine eyes to see
The that is their congregation
How plead 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 despoiler of
Now his skinless crucifixion feeds a diocese

For her
I tore a battle banner from his
Splashed in red
of Hell and deicide

So the night
Its obsidian
Is a master disasters
upon like concubines

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

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

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

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

From peak, we will see
The world unfurled at
Now the wolves of time who mankind
Shall be as one in repast

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

A upon a dead man
crucified in sleep
And that hide in scriptured lies
To the memories of a

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

If all we damn for this moment
Then it be so
For our souls have crossed oceans of
To one another more tightly
Than could alone

As beats 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 obsesses the
I am by words

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

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

As unblind mine eyes to see
The meat that is their