Fourth track from upcomig EP "Old Plagues For The New World", to be released later this year.
She is dressed in Selene's beams,
Pale as grey, subtle scent of decay.
She is a skull, soul-moved bare bones,
A shade of dark, a lifeless spark.
She is a veil, a wave of the night,
A sacred wraith, a fading way.
Five candles burn in the otherworld,
Six funerals of beauty perpetual.
Beheaded goddess, quartered idol,
Spread your legs and receive the ghost,
The kiss of flames and burning doom.
Three headed muse, darkened nymph,
Unchain your pleasures and die again.
In smoke and incense release your love,
Drown, Venus drown!
I am the scythe, to reap your wings.
I am the trident tearing your soft breast.
I am the blade made of flesh and hate.
Raping your corpse devoid of godly stench.
There is a hole in the skin of heaven
Starless constellations in the black of night
There is a hole in thy body that leads to the void!
In thy hole which is filled with embers and lust,
There is a nail for every limb you raise.
Stripes of sperm to salt thy wounds,
Drops of thy blood as unholy manna.
released May 20, 2015
Recorded March-April 2015 in the rehearsal room.
Mixed & Mastered at Moontower Studios.
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