Around the chapel they gather The whore, she lies on the altar She waits to give herself over She waits to take him inside her
The candle flames start to flicker An icy chill fills the air The master enters the chapel A son for him she shall bear
Tonight the legions amass The heavens spill over in tears Tonight shall be born a monster As saints revel in their fears
Consecrate the most infernal of all wombs
Black clouds flood the sky, the moon turns red The Devil and whore consummate Their lust, it thickens the air and chokes out all light The whore gives in to the devil and allows him every desire and wish Every sin, every pleasure, every vice
All the heavens they cry with each blasphemy that the two commit Each thrust leading them ever closer still All the heavens they tear at the sound of the whore in her ecstasy Signaling that the devil will soon spill All the heavens they tremble as the devil plants the whore with his seed Tonight a beast shall be born to rule over earth All the heavens, they wail as the prophecies of old come to pass The devil, the whore, and the birthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
