Nocturne of Eyes and Teeth (2011)
| Under the Temple
Grave water dripping to Thousand black pools We all gather to drink Before they start to grow Serenades, now I awake Under the Temple I lie Serenades, al have passed Serenades, dark cows Draped in teeth For the underworld I call Draped in teeth Vicious and eager Serenades, now I awake Under the Temple I lie Serenades, al have passed Serenades, dark cows |
Homunculus
Acid bath, see the path, Snakes The tails are taken from the Rack, Rats The flesh is boiled and Coiled, Humans Testing life, with my Knife, I am God Made by hands, Black eyes in trance Do the Dance, Dark sepulchral trance Made by hands, Black eyes in trance Do the Dance, Homunculus Secrets revealed, ingrédients complete, Sulphur A fragment of Fire, and elemental Flowers, Nature My mind goes blank, when the Rats bite, Chaos What have I done, I have to run, Abomination Made by hands, Black eyes in trance Do the Dance, Dark sepulchral trance Made by hands, Black eyes in trance Do the Dance, Homunculus |
| Flowers & Bones
Curious I dig below, I look below Your holes fill me, you are a grave And you are a beast and you lead the way And gave birth to me And you made me stray and you are a beast And your bones, they shine And you are a beast and you lead the way And gave birth to me And you made me stray and have buried secrets Which are most divine Your grand roots Grow so very deep Into my flesh Into Flowers and Bones |
Nocturne of Eyes & Teeth
The sound of the Horn, vibrates in your ears Paranormal shapes, Carving the Mark into your eyes We have arrived In Hoc Signo Vinces A certain kind of smell, which activates your lust Spreads around the Hall, and turns the joy to dust In Hoc Signo Vinces |
| Blue Demon
The grotesque Creature, with bizarre appearence Black Blood and Blue skin, Born in fire Born in me Sacrifice, to the Altar of flies Blue Demon Wings Whisper Six Six Six Prophecy Unveiled Coil forth, and bite the Roots Black Blood and Blue skin, Born in fire Born in me Sacrifice, to the altar of flies Blue Demon Wings Whisper Six Six Six |
Murderer
Seraphim, Bled on me Now I seem, To be set free You speak of pride You speak of trust I speak of freedom My semen speaks of lust Intoxicate, Desire The Baba of Fire Glasya Labolas My freedom, your flesh |
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