An ash painted where death has been A song of entrails strung upon a On the brow, blood and sperm, with thinned And sealed the Hecate's nightshade kiss
Five live cats, into a pinned To fuel their yowls, be they skinned A will to call the reaper to seal the Where the faces of coranthon grin
And the deluge As a wail into course devours defiance Life congeals, Stench into compliance The strong yields To the
Altars bleed their rotting Aborted convulse Retch avulsed from bliss
The give way To a pandemonium
Nightmares flood the dying septic vision Decrepit screams, extraneous and Gnosis unbearability, psychosis by volition This is not a ritual
Entropy parades it's Tendons snap, bone from bone Atrocity transfigures humanity A scythed obscene stands alone
Praise the descending Praise dripping vulva Praise the spark That takes with it eternal
Iginum imus nocte et igni
The acolytes she'd devoutly Dying slowly where they The figure out His clutches grab an meal
But as the unvigilant, to feed, the master draws Upon his a vigil and Invents death and the laws
Iginum imus nocte et igni
Vigna te, vigma me tangis et angis Forta culto mulli claudaris lament irate, in subata procella Invoco te, marstra occulta
For you Even death die We spin around the by the fire Cross thyself, you And vex me need though consumed by fire We spin around the In of wrath and sudden storms I invoke We spin the night by the fire For you should have danced Even death die Even though consumed by We spin the night