Demonwitch کے بول

Of faithless loves I speak Within the beast in my eyes The cancer, the plague I’ll stand for one more night I desecrate all gods and fly high in the sky The blood still spills from you veins Now crimson hands evoke your gods As I’m the lamb of mine So you can taste the divine I desecrate And than like all nights before I feel shame This are the chronicles of possession I creep all along your bed I drift in your souls Like the best lovers did I breed as the beautiful dead The pain you give to all men! Ravenwings-demonwitch! And than like all nights before I feel shame The closing chronicles of possession I desecrate