The Threat Of Flesh And Its Libidinous Storms Of Silence

Scourges through the endless pain are what thy mind preached for years

A gift of torture from a labour of love

Loathing in your black eyes full of blood

Your love in vain had been sodomized for years

In a constant decay of our libertine race

In the shadows of our lives, a sigh despites the christian lies

Unholy rites of darkness are our way of life

Storms of pleasure every night

We are making war against christendom

We are the threat of flesh in the altar

Churches are violated by our libidinous thoughts and deeds

The tongue of darkness penetrated you

And then you whimpered and cried forever in our bloody lives

A dead poem is what I see when

I look at your carnal pleasures

Poetry from the past is the meaning

Of your present life full of lust

We are making war against christendom

We are the threat of flesh in the altar

Churches are violated by our libidinous thoughts and deeds

We have been sinning against god and his stupid lambs

A crescendo of sins and pleasure is what we became and what you had wished

Scourges through the endless pain are what thy mind preached for years

A gift of torture from a labour of love

Loathing in your black eyes full of blood

Your love in vain had been sodomized for years

In a constant decay of our libertine race

In the shadows of our lives, a sigh despites the christian lies

Unholy rites of darkness are our way of life

Storms of pleasure every night