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 don't you know
Me -call to the Master -he will
Come. -He will bring our
Resurrection -cloaked in darkness-
He has won.
Smoke of my sacrifice. -
Journey to the Isle of the
Blessed. -
Grant my soul your glory.
At night time -I'm 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 -I'm your guest.
Only I know why -
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