Paroles de Hell Song

Where women have neither cunt nor tongue Where babies decorate the walls Their twisted bodies loathe to crawl Impaled on gleaming stakes Their heartblood warms the chalice cold And all your fears, to all untold The southern furnace awaits for you Hear the cry of the cloven hooved Where Pan awaits with drooling cock For unwary maidens fair And Lilith awaits with betoothed snatch And midnight in her hair Where fires burn in cauldrons black And unseen whips streak red your back The inevitable gnawing of your tongue In wordless screams, the vast hellsong You're in hell now You come to this realm to suffer Scream as you enter Alone the gates of Hell You scream in agony for God As you twist within the fire But he's too busy fucking angels To join your funeral pyre You scream in agony for God As you twist within the fire But he's too busy fucking angels To join your funeral pyre Your funeral is forever - Hellsong! Where women have neither cunt nor tongue Where babies decorate the walls Their broken bodies too fucked to crawl Impaled on gleaming stakes... Forever.