I'm calling the inspiration by the
Excelsrom highest.
By the wpnderful reunion of the forms
By the pleasure - to exert the force
Oh babalon
Alim - peri broton tais abrotais erotos
Hitting the bed whit my lance
I see somebody open the door
The to shoot of all reunited desires.
The allucinations in my eyes,
The scents the violent contemplation
The luxury
The humid when it melds those forms,
The estate - absolute magnificence.
Alim - peri broton tais abrotais erotos
Oh babalon
The savage movements,
The sounds
The not- stopping blood parade
The air,
Between the fiction og gods.
Oh babalon
