كلمات Abbot

Nothing could ever satisfy you Nothing could ever mesmerize you Death only could ever please you Blood only could ever fill you Worst are your very thoughts Deep is your inside lust Dark are your greedy actions Black is your wicked soul Looking out in the night Going to keep on the fight Bleeding the light at your feet Evil is all what you need Abbot, long black power nights of screams Abbot, on the altar sometime twins Abbot, with their blood we'll fill your cup Abbot, with their flesh we'll greed our lusts Libertinage wildness perversion Religion in sexual distortion Satanism rebel reflection All that in black mass unwinding Holy host on genitals Priest and whore united embrace Cut throat blood stained crucifix Offertory in blood mixing meal He wants be your confessor Masturbation while he's speaking Sin means nothing to abbey Conceived life beyond the accepted