The Pale Woman Who Sets Me On Fire

Pale rainy gray morning of friday,i find myself walking

Towards the cemetery to visit the rotten body of my

Died syster, and her disturbed spirit, that make sex

With me before we know that were brothers,the breeze

Carrying the rotten smell of carrion of the

Coffinsthat were violated, caressing my face leaving

Me out of this world,i look back and i see the face of

Satan chewing the bodies that belongs to him, i follow

My road, i see my sister´s tomb, i kneel down and only

Seeing her picture with that innocent glance but with

Diabolical seductions, i am hispid, i hate you for

Loving you, the cross of your graveis inverted, the

Only piece of skin of your body that didn´t rotten, it

Was that piece with a tatooed pentagram.

The day is gloaming, the spirits beging getting up, i

Feel the frigid air of eternal darkness passing and

Freezing my weak human flesh, the branches of the

Trees had dried and they had fallen, there is no sign

Of life, the moon shines intensely, and i scream, i

Hate you for loving you.

I hate you for loving you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "3x"

Gray clouds cover the moon and a beautiful woman

Approaches me with a calm and diabolical glance, a

Majestic way of walk, she is dressed with a long dress

With many bloodstains, with the barefoot feets, she

Stopped forth me and she extends her hand to me, i

Don´t see her mouth move while she speaks, but i hear

Everything that she speaks, and she asks for sex,

Pleasure and destruction, then i kissed her and my

Mouth began to bleed, on that moment, i had felt that

I have found the woman that would govern the hell on my

Side, because i, lucifer incarnated in that weak and

Fresh body, i was knowing that actually, that

Misterious woman, was my sister, the woman that i had

Made sex, before knowing that she was my sister