Light of the morning star is rising above, chaos is shaping on earth Souls of black are taking their toll, the funeral bell it resounds Growling sounds of devoted madness tear the air through the night A woman in black with a chalice of blood summons the Baphomet's call
Into the night, she stands in a shade of black, resigning every holy rules again Crawling for blood and lustful passions she devours flesh and rejoice, of all the sins of the human race Endless pain and pleasure at once, torment and suffering... Torture reigns, love and hatred, sex and passion, unholy games...
Signs of the beast, signs of the beast, her melting flesh is calling me Signs of the beast through her eyes Signs of the beast, signs of the beast, devours my skin and burn my soul, signs of the beast
In the gloom of an agonizing world, she prophetices the downfall of men Silver starlights aligned over her black throne, reflects on her naked pale skin Deceiving beauty of both sublime and obscene, erotic visions of chaotic madness Through the flame she stands in the heat, the Wiccan charm will summon he, who never sleeps...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
