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

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

by Heaven
To the dead, dark and
Cast her
On life's brittle

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

saffron eves bleed like the conjugal
Vestal daughters giving to the priest
A psychophant, the of faith
Now his skinless crucifixion feeds a winged

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

So the night
Its obsidian
Is a whom disasters
Suck upon like

And black skirts
That whisper of
Dark seeds fruition
Darked deeds to marry

In bed, I have lain
Paying lip-service to
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 storm that
By forcing its tongue in
The womb of the Virgin
To taste of sin

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

Commemorating sickle
The pack are to reap
A of white roses in bloom
Whose twisted thorns keep

A upon a dead man
Daylights in sleep
And lives that hide in scriptured
To the of a scream

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

If all must we for this moment
it shall be so
For our souls have oceans of time
To one another more tightly
Death could alone

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

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

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

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

As shadows unblind mine to see
The meat that is congregation