Deep within the depth of darkness, lies the answers that you seek. The night's design is revealed in your flesh. Twist the blade and end your life, bury it deep. Mutilation of sacred shapes makes you divine.
Devoured by the blackened sky, It's haunting me. It sense my perturbation. I welcome the silent season, it calls for me. With no blessing, nor condemnation.
Without shame a drain my veins
Slit your wrist, open it wide. "Part your skin", repeating inside. Slit your wrist, open it wide. A cut to escape, the loss of your pride.
Drain you from this bitter blood, sodomize your flesh. The only way to salvation, to spill the Crimson death.
I cut and wound myself in secret. To seek solace in throes. Lacerate my limbs so frequent. Life is done and overthrowned.
Blood painted pentagrams decorates the floor. The carcass embellished with deep engraved inverted cross. Your depraved and silent smile testifies what you adore. To find prestige and honour in your life loss.
Leave this hell Wither away.
Slit your wrist, open it wide. "Part your skin", repeating inside. Slit your wrist, open it wide. Cuts so deep, cuts carved with pride
Drain you from this bitter blood, sodomize your flesh. The only way to salvation, spill the Crimson death.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
