Bestial Warlust

Heathens

Bestial Warlust


Air is frozen the leaves are dead 
The moon is full, darkness enshrouds the light 
Fire is ablaze, the ancient ours are here 
Streams run black, the sword drips blood 

Fire ise ablaze, streams run black, sword drips blood 
Witches, demons, sluts 
Lustful sluts with juiced up cunts, getting fucked 
Drinking poisoned wine 

Dancing orgastically in a form of possession 
Draped in robes drinking the juice of vein 
The chalice lies upon the ceremonial stone 
Unfortunate soul hooked from the uterus 

Swinging in the, leafless tree in pain 
Masked supremacy, rises his chalice high 
The congregation, falls to case 

With her eyes open, her head is raised high 
For all to see, celebrant drowned in red 
He plunges his jaws, in neck of whore 
Her swinging remains, are ripped from the tree 

Multiple orifices filled with phallus 
Suspended red menace raped to the core 
Congregants they derobe 
Acts of sodomy and perverse carnality 

Brought beyond this world, drinking poisoned wine 
Their ghastly shrieks echo through the forest 
All in great homage, to their unholy divine.