Vampiria Sanguinarian Context
Watch! The skeleton dance!
With blood in the walls, why you look me like that?
Are you trembling your hands?
Are you, part of art bloody flesh on their hands a
flesh on the floor the assassin deserve!
Sanguinarian context!!!
Who?
Sanguinarian context!!!
Who?
Convulsion of the heart the eyes are tunring black the
taste of blood so deep and dark the work of knife!
The mirror in the wall contempling the scene like a
paint in the wall mystery of death!
You can kill them...
You can kill them!
The skin will be a curtain in the windows of the house
and thousand virgins women are cutting themselves!
Maybe their blood are painting the walls words have
different meanings this is a kind of art!
You can kill them!
You can kill them!
You can kill them all!
Feel! My pain it's so pure
My heart like a stone with the devil inside when the
tempest is draw
Oh! The black hornaments representing the death in a
multiple forms like a corpse in the dark!!!
Sanguinarian context!!!
Who?
Sanguinarian context!!!
Who?
Mutilated corpses are burning in a fire the light of
fire in torches around in the house!
The mighty silent spirits are gathering tonight over
the lake and valley the moon start to shine!
You can kill them!
You can kill them!
A woman with a crown of iron are buried alive!
Near the forgotten lake and the wolves start to cry!
Between the life or death we have nothing to say...
We contempling art of a twisted artist mind!
You can kill them!
You can kill them!
You can kill them all!
The moon, on you... in the river of the deads...
Dead, in this intentional pain!
You... The moon in a river... scpe and run, scape and
wait I can see their arms...
Can I speak, reflecting pain... then, see my eyes...
The moon on you in a river of the deads in an
intentional pain of you I'm floating in the deads with
you the moon on you in my river.
