“I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening; I drank and danced all night with doubt and found her a virgin in the morning.”- (Aleister Crowley / Master Therion)
Implacable disease swallows my mind The black defilement that drained my lips Foul embrace that moulds this bliss Virgin corpse was my whore This lust sickens my soul and strength Throgh the every vein and artery Devilish hunger indeed Rotting flesh is my Lord! In venomous blood I leapt upon her bier Consumation – desire I begot!!! Buried my tongue in swarthy flesh The black womb vomited a bitter chill Rotting corpse! Stench of guts! Our prostrate bodies raised blasphemy Covered in ashes so obscene A subliminal sodomy in the eyes of God. Rotting flesh is my Lord!!! Implacable disease swallows my mind The black defilement that drained my lips Foul embrace!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
