Splendid Horror کے بول

To these pale spectres dwelling in the blackness of my sins I behold her swirling tounge floating in my swart lake I can almost touch her limbs Cloaked beneath her woes, I found my nothingness Withered among the pity it was dead Splendid horror, splendid horror Splendid horror, splendid horror The blood-red water drives me into ecstasy I scream of pleasure as I crawl down to her Even though they fainted, there is really nothing to fear!