Those obscene black silhouettes over the altar of nights With every wolfen libido howling a caress of shadows weeps lascivious Cumming in her bed among purple sheets of libertine silk Tearing and licking disdains from her vomited romance Making the love with the death Banshee belladonna The fertile ishtar and virgin of our apocalypse Seen through karmina's passion in darkness Where the gates of gothic twilight Is red amphitheatre upon the bleeding kisses of lilinas Rosefire The carnivore luxura takes her prey with hung Above melted fears sundering within her menstrual pale rain Until she fornicate with witches into the autumn of nights In her carnal paradise where dismal phantoms seduce And Bacchus reign the satyrs that rides her lust She spit the sacred christ communion A serenade of black widows in zeal Evoke the panic lands of lore for tonight Flowers of blood and flesh are sprayed all my way to hell Evil beauty waves like abigor's drunken flames Entering diarrehicaly towards heaven's doors As bestrialice thirst She's the rose and serpent that embraces night's tongue From hidden gardens of ebony dreams Where her naked spectre sucks the breast of fullmoon She's that mist descending from profound forests Heretic sphinx of carrion seduction My chalice of blood and semen The perfume that excites angels and demons Across coffins of lethargic nightmares Deicides masturbation never ends As despaired beg for her sodomizing alchemy The true cryptic eyes from devil's whore Mother lamia Sapor Erzebeth captive of your hungry spell I am Together we are crucified on the blood-flaming cross of sodom Kept by the vestal demonises for eternally Forever I have turn my nightfall bestiality In your inner dementiality Erotic misanthrope My dear iron rose With the Attila's wine I toast forever for your legacy As I awake from my tomb I feel the kiss of your damned love My love