Текст песни Rise Of The Pentagram

One dark afternoon like a shadow i flew Through the rain that fell sick with lament To this house of incest for when we undressed Blasphemies against venus were rent ... sister removed, her wet body approved The parade of my heavenly quests Yet all tongues are not true, some are forked or askew Like an uncivil serpent's at best For ousted from eden i fousted all reason Hooking mouth like saint peter pan To haunt faery groves and hot virgin cobes Wherein the promiscuous one I elected lovers and rejected others Mephistresses that don't give a damn... But in those that still do my deep interest grew The rise of the true pentagram! [instrumental]