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Lágrimas de Oro
05:54
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Wail!
The song of grief shalt prevail
Penned by the heart in abjuration
Sink!
'Neath the corpus of your sin
Heed and resound the ululation
WEEP TEARS OF GOLD
FOR ME
Come,
Exculpation ye shalt hum
When lamenting the edict of yon grace
Moan!
Be the skin drape from your bone
And ardent be your prayers
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Sacerdotal Fire
04:22
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None shall tame
The tongues of flame
But for the flesh of saints
Destroyed;
Scurry through the Ossuary
SACERDOTAL FIRE
DEVIL'S NAME BE EVOKED
RISING UP EVER HIGHER
LET US GO UP IN SMOKE
Toll the bell
Announce Thy fall
Sinew and bone
Exposed to Hell;
No escape but through the ire of the...
SACERDOTAL FIRE
DEVIL'S NAME BE EVOKED
RISING UP EVER HIGHER
LET US GO UP IN SMOKE
Death and fire, blessed be!
Punishment and suffering
Death and fire, holy blood
Spilt upon the earthen land
SACERDOTAL FIRE
DEVIL'S NAME BE EVOKED
SACERDOTAL FIRE
SATAN LAUGHS AS YOU CHOKE
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3. |
Para Tu Sagrada Angustia
01:41
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4. |
Catherine Wheel
04:48
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Lay your hand upon me, baby
Like I don't believe
Lay your hand upon me now
Oh Lord, what you're doing to me
Raze my will unto the wheel, baby
I shall beg and plead
My body aches for you
Oh Lord, what you're doing to me
Strip me to the bone now, darling
And have the whiteness gleam
Flay the tissue crimsonful
Oh Lord, what you're doing to me
So, lay your hand upon me, baby
Like I don't believe
Lay your hand upon me now
Oh Lord, what you're doing to me
LOVE AND PAIN
AMALGAMATE
I AM BECOME OF FLESH AND SIN
CONTRITE AND RENT
I DIE A THOUSAND TIMES
LAMENT!
TO RAVE AND GRIEVE
FOREVERMORE
LOVE AND PAIN
AMALGAMATE
TO RAVE AND GRIEVE
FOREVERMORE
When the candle burns out, baby
Burn all in its wake
Pry my beating heart then out
And, Lord, of my love partake
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Suspiria (Diableria)
03:30
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SUSPIRIA
DIABLERIA
IN GLORIA!
HYSTERIA!
SUSPIRIA
In thy mystery
You are the cruel one
Courser of misery
Take my hand and fire sing
Through me now commemorate sin
SUSPIRIA
You call to me
From in the trenches of my gloom
Her river Styx can now be certain
For my bed of flowers
Is turn into a tomb
SUSPIRIA
You ask of me
A sermon of apostasy
So, in your symbols I reply
Only by your grace I fly
Yon silence be rigorous
Your word be slander frivolous
You persecute me with such force
And set your armies to my course
SUSPIRIA
You call to me
From in the trenches of my gloom
Perhaps now my soul is certain
For my bed of flowers
Is turned into a tomb
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Blood Madonna
05:02
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The candle's lit
The book is written
Her tongues encoil around my own
The twelvefold's full
The bell is stricken
And in her kaosfire I roam
WOE DEVOUT!
FOR YOU I AM COMING NOW
BUT FOR TONIGHT
I AM BAPTIZED BY THE BLOOD
THE ONE I DRINK... WITH HEART
In echoed chimes
My body is twisted
And takes the most forlorn of forms
In abstinence
And 'midst carnality, I
Over her purple step I crawl
WOE DEVOUT!
FOR YOU I AM COMING NOW
BUT FOR TONIGHT
I'M BAPTIZED BY THE BLOOD
THE ONE I DRINK... WITH HEART
...WITH HER
Her names in throbs of lust I call out
A wound to kosm be her precious womb
I am left to writhe aloud inhuman
As she unclothes her very soul
O' SCARLET MOTHER
FOREVER IN YOUR ARMS
WE ARE BOUND TO DROWN
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Ride On Ye Furious Host
04:45
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Hark in the distance
The drums are beginning
Look to the sky
For the sky is ablaze
Herod's preceding
The scourge of the living
And the furious host
Claims their place
Run, oh, now run
With Megiddo abristle
Dance, oh, now dance
On a withershins flight
Give us a gale
Give us a whistle
Yes, for night is the vessel
At night tide we ride
RIDE ON YE SPECTERS
THE END TIMES ABRINGING
DRINK THE BLOOD OF THE FOOLS
FLOWING IN WAVES
RIDE ON YE SPECTERS
RIDE ON YE GHOULS
WIELDING CROSSES AFLAME
HAMMER OF DEATH
Hark in the distance
The horn and the bell
Where crop turns to wither
And darkness doth dwell
Will you then raise
The sword of defiance
Rise up, yes, rise up
And ride on to Hell
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Lord,
I stand before Thee
A rock of unbecoming
A knife so cruel
A wight of temples glowing
Lord,
Here I stand
A son most unforgiving
Taking, naught giving
My blade no longer yielding
The blood to quench my want
LORD,
LET ME BE
YOUR INSTRUMENT OF PAIN
LET ME BE
YOUR INSTRUMENT OF WAR
LET ME BE
YOUR INSTRUMENT OF HATE
LET ME BE
YOUR INSTRUMENT OF LOVE
LET ME BE
YOUR INSTRUMENT OF DEATH
LET ME BE
YOUR INSTRUMENT OF WOE
LET ME BE
YOUR INSTRUMENT OF PAIN
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