Singing darkness, Dressed in cobwebs, Smelling the rot, The smell of death,
Do you feel closer to hell? baptism through pain, suffering is absolution,
Let the moment be born I drown my hands In a hot body
Scented blood Nothing to admire When the world is deaf, I open the gates of hell for my victims, flames of pain will cleanse their bodies and soul,
the sacrament of suffering is passed on with devotion, I cover my ears with my hands, Let me hear your words no more
You fall Slowly like in pitch, Your body rotting like lepers now, Your weak soul is wandering, You're looking for hope it doesn't come
Do not talk to me anymore, you are a delusion, you are an inspiration, Voices go away, Just for a moment, they are ordered, I must be obedient
Singing darkness, Dressed in cobwebs, Smelling the rot, The smell of death,
Do you feel closer to hell? baptism through pain, suffering is absolution,
With bitter awareness, you analyze everything, the funeral of their own pure desires, you will get absolution in hell, You're looking for hope it doesn't come,
We connect with our hands, hand in hand, You will feel the blade of my knife, ecstasy of pain, Cursed bitch, Charming eyes will shut in blood, I will teach you humility, I will teach you to die, baptize with fire, You will feel the cleansing flames of hell.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
