[Music: Nirag & Mishrack / Lyrics: Nagrinn]



I kiss the untouched heavenly carcass

As sacramental dying becomes art

Saintly pains send chills down my spine

As I penetrate the very womb of life

A venomous moon is gazing

Through my hollow soul

Forcing me to bleed

As many times before



Again I bleed... with desire

And its' savage breath reaches angel skin

Within the holy wing temptation haunt

A spit of filth moisturizing her sinful cunt

Whispers in the shape of lust

Echoes in the veins of night

As a haze of bleeding lurking souls

Among deflowered angels cries



"I feel the presence of thy arrival

As the heavens are set aflame

Ashes of serenity with the essence of rotting saints

Beautifully beckons thy infernal path

Master, for thee I raise my bloodstained blade

And plunge it through the heart of the sun"



Whispers in the shape of lust

Echoes in the veins of night

As a haze of bleeding lurking souls

Among deflowered angels cries



"I feel the presence of thy arrival

As the heavens are set aflame

Ashes of serenity with the essence of rotting saints

Beautifully beckons thy infernal path"



Master, for thee I raise my bloodstained blade

And plunge it through the heart of the sun

I plant the seed of thy sinister realm

I invoke thee Tyrant of the damned

A venomous moon is gazing

Through my hollow soul

Forcing me to bleed

As many times before

Sinful pains send chills down my spine

As I penetrate the very womb of life



As many times before



I behold the falling sky,

as my chest becomes a rapist temple

A temple of dying love,

nailed with a thousand bleeding dreams

I behold the falling sky,

as my chest becomes a rapist temple

A temple of dying love,

nailed with a thousand bleeding dreams

Dismal it lay, this shattered utopia before my eyes

And paints the last pieces of paradise with the echoes of angel cries



Master, for thee I raise my bloodstained blade

And plunge it through the heart of the sun

I plant the seed of thy sinister realm

I invoke thee Tyrant of the damned



And I'm reborn in their dismal pain

Their death, the tongue on my infected wounds

I stare into the hollow where the dust of time still moan

Upon a bleeding paradise, where angels no more roam...