Once I was clean
Now I am dirty
You are the filth
You are my poison
The crude oil in vein
That makes me complain
This tiny mad prison
I was caged in
With mouth full of curses
I demand the pain
To stop the breathing
While burning in flames
Thorns in my head
The more blood is shed
More and more...
But inside I'm dry
Like desert sand
Stabs make me stronger
Then cold and colder
I grow
Is this the true Satanic goal?
Now I can't truly
Take a life in my hands
Deviant fantasies
Come to pretend... the life
While d**h is around
The pa**ion is giving
A casket to ground
Black and deep
Angels weep
My lesbian lust
Is deforming me
All undone wishes
Still want me to live
In this world of woe
Is this the true Satanic goal?
Sweeping the bodies, sweeping the dead
Wreathing the crown of thorns of roses in bed
Blood means the life, blood means the dead
Ages ago Elisabeth confessed
Sweater's the pain with the teeth in the neck
What cannot resist then changes to wreck
Driving horses fast when time is too slow
Is this the true Satanic goal?
Betrayal breeds the vengeance...
...this vengeance is mine
I am damned
And so close to hell
Menstrual Luna
Casts her spell
Over the peaks
Aura crested
Through the midnight sky
... ill-fated
Torments of life, bitter-sweet
Unfold the rusty claws
Without beauty there is no beast
Without true there is no false
Substitution...
Decomposition...
All can be lost
All can be found
... somewhere... profound...