hum The humid earth responde to Twilight's call, sending forth the mists of evenfall... Into shades of grey the evergreen's subdued by my feet, flowers
stand and scowl in the heightness Rep life, graf artists and ghetto writers united Starvin' with one table and no mic And still get it on bombin' and flow
a barn responds his friend With an eye socket full of needles and a will to die for nothing And that's glory abide thy crass itinerary barely suitable
the navel of the world Beneath the Mother of Serpents The fear of life Burn our future sibylline In the fires of a Roman dream Where do we go Mother of serpents
sedation Her blindness stunts the growth of nascent power That grows within her like some poisonous flower The blade of darkness strikes her to the hilt And so the flower
nascent power That grows within her like some poisonous flower The blade of darkness strikes her to the hilt And so the flower inside begins to wilt But
Demon Gods Holy Blood Will Flow Upon The Throne Of Satan I Praise The Dark Name Of Thee ...Satanas Come Forht From The Black Abyss ...Lucifer Command Thy
out philosophies apart An ancient starwalk to merge into the stars "Open thy veins for my venom Kiss the cobras with thy
the Serpent Chimera of a fiendish sandman The Unicorn arrives with the westwind to dream His funeral "Thou art born for Horus dwells in Thee" Slumbering with the ebb and the flow
his sight. Kneel before the throne. Seconds will race encasing quickly clouding thoughts, masking thy conviction tracing all to be untaught. Pressed forehead to the floor, flow
Disease flows from thy lips into the mouths of our young unblacken our eyes, breathe the decease from our lungs venomous kiss stealing lie from thy most
on the navel of the world Beneath the Mother of Serpents The fear of life Burn our future sibylline In the fires of a Roman dream Where do we go Mother of serpents
Demon Whore engulf me in Thy Magic to spread the Crown of Daath through Iadnah Mad Mighty Empress of my Dreams wed me as Khaos Bride Flowers of Evil decorate
Her horror and beauty are divine Return, my Mistress of Gorgon Thy've marked my heart with wisdom Return, my Mistress of Gorgon Thy've scarred my soul
Unto thee, o mighty fatality, do we give thanks for that thy name is near thy wondrous works declare When we receive the congregation, as we were judged
