Blood Ritual
Samael lyrics
Samael lyrics
"Bestial Devotion Lyrics"
I Like Your Sexy Body Lyrics
Hey little girl, i wanna tell you a secret Mm - i like your sexy body Mm - i like to talk to you
Narration:
Tired and submissive
Lying down on the black altar
She waits passive and anguished
A frost silence guides into the assembly
Priest Reflection:
Only my invocation resounds in
Priest With The Crowd:
Glory to you Ounis
Praise be to Ounis
The Priest:
So her blood nay quench your thirst
So her meat may appease your hunger
For you, we'll eat the red crown
For you, we'll lick the green crown
Pries t With The Crowd:
Glory to you Ounis
Praise be to Ounis
Narration:
The blade penetrates deeply in the young fle
All together copulate with the bloody wounds
The Priest:
Here's the theater of our dreams
This is the beauty of absurdity
Priest With The Crowd:
Glory and praise be to Ounis
Hey little girl, i wanna tell you a secret Mm - i like your sexy body Mm - i like to talk to you
Narration:
Tired and submissive
Lying down on the black altar
She waits passive and anguished
A frost silence guides into the assembly
Priest Reflection:
Only my invocation resounds in
Hounds Of Love Lyrics
When I was a child, running in the night, i was afraid of what might be Hiding in the dark and hiding on the street, and o
the heads of the followers When I was a child, running in the night, i was afraid of what might be Hiding in the dark and hiding on the street, and o
Priest With The Crowd:
Glory to you Ounis
Praise be to Ounis
The Priest:
So her blood nay quench your thirst
So her meat may appease your hunger
For you, we'll eat the red crown
For you, we'll lick the green crown
Pries t With The Crowd:
Glory to you Ounis
Praise be to Ounis
Narration:
The blade penetrates deeply in the young fle
O Surdato Innammurato Lyrics
Staje luntana da stu core, a te volo cu 'o penziero: niente voglio e niente spero ca tenerte sempe a fianco a m
sh Staje luntana da stu core, a te volo cu 'o penziero: niente voglio e niente spero ca tenerte sempe a fianco a m
All together copulate with the bloody wounds
The Priest:
Here's the theater of our dreams
This is the beauty of absurdity
Priest With The Crowd:
Glory and praise be to Ounis