An ash painted chamber where has been A of entrails strung upon a violin On the brow, blood and sperm, bile thinned And with the Hecate's nightshade kiss
Five cats, into a pentagram pinned To fuel their yowls, be partly skinned A to call the reaper to seal the abyss the half-eaten faces of coranthon grin
And the deluge As a wail runs into devours defiance Life congeals, billows Raped compliance The strong force To the
bleed their rotting sanctity Aborted selves Retch momentity avulsed from
The give way To a trembling
flood the dying soul's septic vision Decrepit screams, and obitual Gnosis through unbearability, by volition is not a happy ritual
Entropy it's mandibles Tendons snap, bone from bone Atrocity transfigures overthrown A scythed obscene apparition alone
the descending dark Praise dripping vulva the perishing spark That takes with it life
Iginum nocte et canoumimus igni
The acolytes she'd blood slowly where they kneel The figure out His clutches grab an easy
But as the unvigilant, Turns to feed, the draws Upon his a vigil and Invents death and the devil's
Iginum nocte et canoumimus igni
Vigna te, temere me tangis et angis Forta faterno culto mulli claudaris irate, in subata procella Invoco te, marstra stella
For you death will die We spin the night Consumed by the Cross thyself, you And vex me need Even though consumed by We spin around the In of wrath and sudden storms I thee We spin around the Consumed by the For when you should danced Even death die Even though consumed by We around the night