Die The Death Lyrics

Devil's Blood Die The Death

You arms are many And reaching for And through your finger tips I feel your heart

Your eyes are piercing And seeing all And through your tears My soul is calmed

Your skin is sallow And clad with blood And through the smoke I come to call

Your tongue is red And speaks of thorns And through your spit I am reborn

Your neck is hung With a wreath of skulls And through their mouths I sing your praise

Your cunt is wet And hurts yourself And through your peak I die the death