Luyện nghe bài hát The Cult Of Venus Aversa

I am She

Mistress of the
Of
First
And to demons
Whose sweet seductions and wicked
Lead all too enslaved by the
To trespass against holy law
And tonight I for you

Midnight strikes, the candles
Muttering their spells
I snuff tongues, my heart a-flutter
These i speak are gates to Hell

belli
In hoc signo
Veritas vos
Casus
In hoc signo
In aeternum,

The scent of death is
In this verse
In down the centuries
Tormenting me secrets so anathema
And now the grate
I must relate, to end curse
I'll break through to escape my fate
Am I too late or perverse?

Midnight strikes, the candles
their recking spells
I snuff tongues, my heart a-flutter
These i speak are gates to Hell

So the blight
Near the woodland of a frightened
the rites of unimaginable sin
And the on the wind
Chills the blood for fear of

Where used to be
Blessed best tranquility
Its no caressed by

from the crusades
Have birthed a church, masquerade
In they worship mass dementia

They came dust and flame
By the Red Sea on shores
fleeing of blasphemy

And
Devils fed back to us

Knights of holy wars, inviting
Of grim
In the of cryptic lands
And sands
found just cause

and midst their
stars
They Bought and parts
Of
And evil to clerics charge

With Muslim they built their sect
To the composite
An sphinx, open, erect
Universal in its closet

Spawn of and Samael
First and the snake
In thrall like pawns its spell
The templars to astute surrender
Sabbatical,
They Adorned its bur
Whit a kings ransom of Easter
The embodiment of and lust

Many the proved the boom
Of immutable
Darkness

Then one eve when the ancient
Outside, drew back,
The pleas form impatient teased
Something from the black of nowhere

A woman, summoned
Comming
Statuesque, but flesh
Draping nakedness about their saviours

She came Lilith, a perfect
The whore
in magnificence
In her
She slew a few of theme

Born of a sacrifice, a virgins
For the merging with a
She prowled the again
man
With the surging of her

Midnight strikes, the candles
their recking spells
I snuff their tongues, my heart
These i speak are gates to Hell

belli
In hoc vinces
Veritas vos
belli
In hoc vinces
In aeternum,