Abstract, flowing in currency, hovering in ether Smell of infernal poison, and hypocritical utopia of heaven This is my personal fate, let's go: destroy a prison
Ghosts and shadow, Ocean of flowers
Satan with holly water, squeezing blood from slandered virgin Fallen Angels, picking their own eyes And whole blue whores in suites Ominous clappers licking nectar from my soul - pleasure
And my teacher - almighty creator Satan from vitals of lapidated nuns is raping bodies of all holy martyrs He said: attendance have to grow! I remember forests, flowers, infernal dances... My breath, in hug of love Triumph of ambition, cult of immortality Something hurts me, but what (damn) is it? I wasn't a superhero, I wasn't a rapist, murderer I will still be my own god And now comes the coronation
Every road is following to new dimension - my private templeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
