T / Tidfall / The Empire Of The Pleasures Of Flesh
You, who crawls for creation The torn is your mark Of deceit and mutilation
Suffering I wish for you To be stained in blasphemy Come forth and deny The holy trinity
Preacher of hope Behold they book burning Preacher of love Behold thy world Turning
To the empire of flesh Drink the blood and sin Extract the pleasures Of an orgy in blood
Fell the bloodstained skin next to mine I love your wounded flesh Entrance me in your fluids of life
The empire of the pleasures of flesh Flesh is your mortal combination Of a will to be free Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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