An ash painted where death has been A song of entrails strung upon a On the brow, blood and sperm, bile thinned And sealed with the nightshade kiss
Five live cats, a pentagram pinned To their yowls, be they partly skinned A will to call the reaper to the abyss Where the half-eaten faces of coranthon
And the begins As a runs into course devours defiance Life congeals, Stench into compliance The strong force To the
bleed their rotting sanctity Aborted convulse Retch momentity avulsed from
The walls way To a pandemonium
Nightmares flood the dying soul's vision Decrepit screams, extraneous and Gnosis through unbearability, by volition is not a happy ritual
Entropy parades mandibles Tendons snap, bone rips from Atrocity overthrown humanity A scythed obscene apparition alone
the descending dark Praise limbo's vulva the perishing spark That takes with it eternal
Iginum nocte et canoumimus igni
The she'd blood devoutly Dying slowly they kneel The figure out His grab an easy meal
But as the unvigilant, Turns to feed, the master his chest a vigil and Invents and the devil's laws
Iginum imus nocte et canoumimus
Vigna te, vigma me tangis et angis faterno culto mulli claudaris lament Immare irate, in subata Invoco te, occulta stella
For you Even death die We spin around the by the fire Cross thyself, you And vex me without Even though by fire We spin around the In seas of wrath and sudden I invoke We spin the night Consumed by the For you should have danced Even will die Even though by fire We spin the night