| Closed between these mental walls
|
| I await what might free me!
|
| Black blood embraces my body and protects me from fears to exist
|
| Paint layers are engraved on my skin
|
| Pushing knifes showing the redemption’s path
|
| The explosion of my being is marked by a blade, mirror of my soul!
|
| The skeleton rinning through my flesh and rises from each hole!
|
| Behind every Beast there’s always a shadow of disgust
|
| A mephitic stench a manifest of lust
|
| They’re gonna to put my soul
|
| Into the deepest bore
|
| I bleed for the will of the Infamous Trinity
|
| Invocation II
|
| «Master of Sodomy: take my blood, take my bones
|
| Take my Wrath»
|
| Suicide: the desire to play with my gangrenous veins
|
| I release my spirit where Azazel reigns
|
| Thou bring my flesh at the process of putrefaction
|
| Where the rusted blades trigger the infection
|
| A river of blood traces the path of my journey I’m my own deceiver
|
| I, butcher of own cadaver
|
| Behind every Beast there’s always a shadow of disgust
|
| A mephitic stench, a manifest of hate
|
| They’re gonna to put my soul
|
| Into the deepest bore
|
| I bleed for the will of the Infamous Trinity
|
| The explosion of my being is marked
|
| By a blade, mirror of my soul!
|
| The skeleton rinning through my flesh
|
| And rises from each hole! |