Broken parts of bloody skin
Cut-thin pieces of charred flesh
Steam in reek, disfigured heads:
The battlefield, strewn with harvestBroken parts of bloody skin
Cut-thin pieces of charred flesh
Steam in reek, disfigured heads:
The battlefield, strewn with harvest
Someone Black and Winged held here
By his Scythe to reap his loots
In the meantime, here I feast
With Ets-ha-Daath's sacred fruits
There’s no place for lies and mercy…
Tears of blood, this feast is rude!
This spectacle is so monstrous
Waits for his malicious winner —
Be the viand, nice and gorgeous
Scattered to the winds and aeon…
At each scythe — there is a stone
At each head — there is an axe
For each eye — there is a coin
For a kiss — infected pax!
Every heart finds its own poniard
Every soul shall be judged!
I — Asmodeus
I challenge thee!
Choke by your blood of dissected veins…
HAIL!
Damned, crossed the roads of boundless sky
Are already spewing with mucus of pride
Their homes stained with clay, their feeds chewed by plague
Their lives wait for cruelest Lord of Lech!
I’m at the golden gates in chilling souls armour
I’m burning by my eyes their hearts — I am a Charmer
Squeeze out hoarse cries — ignorant nobodies
Make a Kiss of Shame for my (h)airy anus!
Do you want to fight with me
With manifestation
Take a knowledge of pure sin?
Make a sworn oration
I am Angel of Delight
Ruler of All Nations
I am mighty and all-wight
I have greatest patience
Stand with me in solar worlds
Reject mortification
Listen to the lustful words
Accept the gratulation
Break the legs and give to me
My manipulations
I am Lord of Lust and Sin
Praise the copulation!
ORAL OVATIONS!
I — Asmodeus
I challenge thee!
Choke on my phallus with blubbery veins!
At each scythe — there is a stone
At each head — there is an axe
For each eye — there is a coin
For a kiss — infected pax!
Every heart finds its own poniard
Every soul shall be judged!
