Texty: Watain. Devil's Blood.
Ageless, eternal in grace
Behold the snake of temptation!
Eyes gleaming with wisdom
Tounges telling of truths inversed
I have swallowed the hanged mans semen
With necrophageous delight
And let the Devil enter
With all his might
And in unbearable shame, enlighted by your fathomless dark
I kneel unto thee, father, i am opened
Let your daggers pierce through and their poisonous grace be unleashed
through these hungering veins
The impurest of blood, the greatest of pains!!!
The Devils blood
The curse of salvation
The odious essence
of His holy revelation
It floats from the garden of eden
In malevolent grace
The Devil's blood
Through the pentagram's maze
To open the gates to where deformations form
To unearthly mysteries and fire
From stigmatized wounds now the river of gnosis runs free
In the glorious light of the five point star
Darkness, starlight in eyes
The path reveals so clear now
I drink my own blood yet the taste is not mine
I behold my reflection yet noone stares back
Driven by a lifeless hunger
Must have it stilled
Drop by drop, curse by curse
Until all three cups are filled
This soul prayeth not for victory, but for loss
This body kneeleth not in vain, but in blood
These eyes seeth not nil, but truth
These words are spoken not by me, but through
The Devils blood
The curse of salvation
The odious essence
of His holy revelation
From the tounges of the serpent
Into chalices three
The Devil's blood
Runneth through me!
Behold the snake of temptation!
Eyes gleaming with wisdom
Tounges telling of truths inversed
I have swallowed the hanged mans semen
With necrophageous delight
And let the Devil enter
With all his might
And in unbearable shame, enlighted by your fathomless dark
I kneel unto thee, father, i am opened
Let your daggers pierce through and their poisonous grace be unleashed
through these hungering veins
The impurest of blood, the greatest of pains!!!
The Devils blood
The curse of salvation
The odious essence
of His holy revelation
It floats from the garden of eden
In malevolent grace
The Devil's blood
Through the pentagram's maze
To open the gates to where deformations form
To unearthly mysteries and fire
From stigmatized wounds now the river of gnosis runs free
In the glorious light of the five point star
Darkness, starlight in eyes
The path reveals so clear now
I drink my own blood yet the taste is not mine
I behold my reflection yet noone stares back
Driven by a lifeless hunger
Must have it stilled
Drop by drop, curse by curse
Until all three cups are filled
This soul prayeth not for victory, but for loss
This body kneeleth not in vain, but in blood
These eyes seeth not nil, but truth
These words are spoken not by me, but through
The Devils blood
The curse of salvation
The odious essence
of His holy revelation
From the tounges of the serpent
Into chalices three
The Devil's blood
Runneth through me!
Watain
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