Passing through the storm - Led by demons - walk between the World of men and gods - Cast no shadows - draw no light. I rape the priestess on pagans night. I taste the serpents poison On the lips of the one I love. She brings this gift of witchcraft. I wear the cat-skin-gloves. Apples of youth when I wrought Mischief, hung in a tree to rot In the sun. - Reborn in the middle of the Final orgy - a gift of slavery To the chosen one. Suicide Suicide dont you know Me - call to the Master - he will Come. - He will bring our Ressurection - cloacked in darkness - He has won. Smoke of my sacrifice. - Journey to the Isle of the Blessed. - Grant my soul your glory. At night time - Im your guest. Only I know why - Each dawn I die. Smoke of my sacrifice. - Journey to the Isle of the Blessed. - Grant my soul your glory. At night time - Im your guest. Only I know why - Each dawn I die... -Frank-
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 16:44:14 +0000
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