Sie liegt im wind
Empfängt den dämon
I smell a cunt
Brought by thousand winds
Like the winds of hunt
Between her lonely limbs
She dances through the stars
Awake the purest sin
From hell she came
Call her princess of the wind
Lent into the darkened sky
Blackened is this witch
She is like a mourning cry
My bitch
Lent into the darkened sky
Blackened is this witch
She is like a mourning cry
Hot bitch
Bitch of dreams
My bitch of dreams
She shall be my wife
My horny whore of fate
Into her breasts i dive
Towards her open gate
I am the bitch of your dreams
I'll come with the winds
I'll taste your white blood
I'll be your bitch of sins
Lent into the darkened sky
Blackened is this witch
She is like a mourning cry
My bitch
Lent into the darkened sky
Blackened is this witch
She is like a mourning cry
Hot bitch
Bitch of dreams
My bitch of dreams
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