Caress the deceitful snake The one who speaks in tongues Of all my devastatine truths Collect the power of my dreams Cast by the devious fire demons A thousand whorish tongues A fiendish lust a hallow trust In black death salute the visions Mayhem of living, infected blood In this dark night of the soul I close my eyes to the world Kiss my skinless corpus Make me revel in your weak souls Make me feast on your nightmares In black death, salute the visions Mayhem of the living, infected blood In this dark night of the soul Death's neads enshrined in my head I deal exclusively in mysterious pain I seal the orbits of misanthropy The mystical blood runs tonight Gifting through your inner thighs A moment of inconceviable lust
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