total armageddon justified genocide of all the scum which ride the earth. Perversion of all puritans motherfuckers sodomization of the holy whores. Raum, Angel
I can do is keep you all in the dark Hey there believers Thanks for another sympathetic remark But I can't see who is watching over me Only dark clouds
out the stigma A murder done in portrait Burn up the fortress The last unholy reject Papa, oom, mow, mow Papa, oom, mow Burn as the angels Worm into
of my world seen through membranous eyes. This is the oceans filled with technicolor nuclear fish, their mutated metal scales riveted together, glowing iridescent in the pitch-dark
not so deep That water's not so dark Flood of water, bitter sea That did you like you needed me Perfect, perfect angel With a dirty mouth A perfect angel
we run KINGDOM OF THE FEARLESS-Kingdom of Gods Light up the Sky, Burning the World as we run Great Violence withstands the Blood commands The Angel of
Of The Fearless Kingdom Of Gods Light Up The Sky, Burning The World As We Run As We Run! Great Violence Withstands The Blood Commands The Angel Of Death
[Verse 1] Everybody fin to die, by the hands of the dark angel adjust Snatching your breath, till it dims up your chest How much pain, can I manifest
[Limited Edition bonus track] Worming through the mark Of Ezekiel and Mark Through the chapters of Honorius Gilles, as in a trance Screwed the pages
Of their dark seductive songs She drifted from the path She was surely set upon Courting chaos Prized in sight Of the covering angel Taught in ways
numbers too great to discern The rotting of worlds to the conqueror worm And love a rare orchid so fragile in bloom Espied gasping breath under dark
in fugue through the crack of doom The Goat of Mendes I set regime In the galley of the shadow of death... Angels in raiments As pure as coal Taking
to become worms Another dark night, teething I'm marking a beast sheep Like I gathered 'rouind 39 thieves in a beat of dark dirty swarms helvetica
Rock You take a pitch black lung and a purple heart, then you kick back once the inertia start. And when the shipwreck sunk through the perfect dark
oom mow Papa oom mow mow Papa oom mow Papa oom mow mow Papa oom mow Papa oom mow mow Papa oom mow Burn as the angels Worm into the fixes Burn with the
the darkness. Before my altar, the phallus God never had our fallen angel, supposed dead? Mankind so pitiful, still on our knees In this world of angels