Honey Tongue Of Satan

Righteous pleasures drull from the sexed spent lips of the beast

Feel his tongue pinching at your face

Feel the acide sting as I melt into your flesh

Whilst boring out your cunt with pumping grace week and bleeding

Insetuos unearthing the might masked orgy of darkness files

Satan's semen locking their jaws into thy flesh and soul of man

Clamed filled hands talon the flesh of your quivering breast

Pillowed around his serpent prick

Behold thyn is the one who speaks true bliss

Like wine the glory flows into the throne to fill the mote with all your mortal

Percged upon his back now the greedy hordes waiting to fuck the scraps

Tearing pieces of your carcassede mind

Awaiting the birth in the church of the blessed dead

I continue to see your face come to me my child

O gaze into an ocean blue your eyes that spark the fear of god in man your demise

Now all there in are time and death of man and beast

Placental mammals giving birth to ilk and sin

Dark and damp and filled with rats

Spewing his seed into the world

Frenzied passion an erupting dark epoch extinguishing the light of heavens bliss

This could not give birth to your messiah who walks to earth

But the minions of the dead condemned to hell

Celebrating the arrival thy unholy king of evil rippling tidings quake across the land

Angels die like moths falling from the sky choking on the smoke, of the week I'm burning

Drowning in your blood, lamenting to some god, blackened sky's wrought the face of satan

Festering in the womb punging the unborn sipping piss from vineyards of the dieing

Behold thyn is the one who speaks true bliss

Like wine the glory flows into the throne to fill the mote with all your mortal

Percged upon his back now the greedy hordes waiting to fuck the scraps

Tearing pieces of your carcassede mind