Album Name : The Thousandfold Epicentre
Release Date : 2012-01-17
Song Duration : 3:53
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
