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A VENOMOUS KISS OF PROFANE GRACE
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A VENOMOUS KISS OF PROFANE GRACE,
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The dead speaks to me
from beyond the grave
that is why my conscience is
i`ve buried the dead alive
The blood of the child is pure now
in death it gives me life
the circle is complete
begin another...
Dark cold icy death
as the scorpion stings the minds obsessed
a venomous kiss of profane grace
as shades of hatred reigns
silent screams of suffering
i stand in flames of torturing
goddess of flesh hunger and desire
grant me wings of hellish fire
know that all my creations spring
from blood on the cross in blasphemy
i am death the creator of sin
and of the pure i am the wind
The dance of creeping shadows
enchanting all insania
i`ve become evil in soul and mind
in a demonoid fantasia
A venomous kiss of profane grace
In a world so fundamentally weak
i see no beginning only the end
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The dead speaks to me from beyond the grave that is why my conscience is i`ve buried the dead alive The blood of the child is pure now in death it gives me life the circle is complete begin another... Dark cold icy death as the scorpion stings the minds obsessed a venomous kiss of profane grace as shades of hatred reigns silent screams of suffering i stand in flames of torturing goddess of flesh hunger and desire grant me wings of hellish fire know that all my creations spring from blood on the cross in blasphemy i am death the creator of sin and of the pure i am the wind The dance of creeping shadows enchanting all insania i`ve become evil in soul and mind in a demonoid fantasia A venomous kiss of profane grace In a world so fundamentally weak i see no beginning only the end
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