Larvae, fear the desert beyond the crown Fear the serpents crawling out my eyes Feed the worms teeming through my words Glorify the thorns gobbed by my tongue Larvae, I licked the gashes of a dying god Who lays exposed and defeated on a rug of maggots Fear the desert beyond my crown Feed the worms teeming through my words I cherish the forsaken I respect the hangman who led the murder in dismay Contemptu mundi Of infernal slumbers the cimmerian shades' harlot worsens I delivered a rood in a stay Wherever in virtue's crannies the human brightness pisses I licked the gashes of a dying god Who lays exposed and defeated on a rug of maggots Decayed his grave Agonizing his rest doomed his creation by superb sinners and blessed, LarvaeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
