Driven By The Five-Winged Star کے بول

Sister of sin Lover of my unwedden night In blasphemy we bathe our unclean bodies We find adoration in the filthy procreation His will is our devotion Giving in to the knight of the remote star Falling in love with the darkest tormentor The basic instinct, the obscurity of my soul We hide our secrets damnedly deep And these are the key to the sempimental glory To the harmony of body and soul Immortality, spiritual ecstasy and diableria Sister of sin When rich and when poor On my way to the throne Lay bare on your gems The nest of filth (and licentiousness) Of am I drinking your sweetest juices The poison in the wine of asceticism Down am I sitting om the fathers right side And with his benediction I am opening the Pandora's box.