Handful Of Hate Bliss Between Thorns
Come forth showing all your innocent idols
Pray the thousand names of the rotten virgin-whore
Whore, whore
Whore, whore, whore
Forgive me, kiss me, tear me
I’m standing impure enough
One more thorn to exalt your celestial triumph
One more nail to paint my blissful orgasm!
Bliss between thorns
Touch my sufferings, lick my wounds, adore the palm of my
martyrdom
Bite these maggots, spit on my crown, suck my fingers
taste my blood!
Look at me I bring forth the lament of the centuries
Look at me I bring forth the tears of mankind
The tears of mankind!
Feed yourself with my flesh, grow up into my veins
All this is yours bite me! Bite me!
While I’m hearing the poor soul’s choir!
Touch my sufferings, lick my wounds, adore the palm of my
martyrdom
Bite these maggots, spit on my crown, suck my fingers
taste my blood!
Chained, chained to the column of hate
Chained, chained I cum blood on your face!
Bliss between thorns!
