Текст песни Limbonic Art - A Venomous Kiss Of Profane Grace
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The dead speaks to meFrom beyond the graveThat is what my conscience isI`ve buried the dead aliveThe blood of the child is pure nowIn death it gives me lifeThe circle is completeBegin another ...Dark cold icy deathAs the scorpion stings the minds obsessedA venomous kiss of profane graceAs shades of hatred reignsSilent screams of sufferingI stand in flames of torturingGoddess of flesh hunger and desireGrant me wings of hellish fireKnow that all my creations springFrom blood on the cross in blasphemyI am death the creator of sinAnd of the pure I am the windThe dance of creeping shadowsEnchanting all insaniaI`ve become evil in soul and mindIn a demonoid fantasiaA venomous kiss of profane graceIn a world so fundamentally weakI see no beginning only the end