the moon is shining to her grave
the witch whispering spells
from the black book
reviving her soul from the dead
darkness falls covering every light
around the world
the sea turned in blood
emerging all the corpses
the wind is awaking the ghosts
of the past screaming tales of the devil
her body and her soul has been revived
for the sacrament of the gothic romance
her grave falls while she cames out
to the outside
the chilling cold is around us
her arms touches me
making my skin dying
her kiss poisoning my lips
her breath killing my lungs
her teeth penetrating my neck
drinking my blood
her desire of sadistic sex
is cursing my mind
and taking command of my body
the erotic ritual reborning the apokalypse
our blood sinking the trees
destroying the cemetary
the deads watching our
bodys dying with desire and orgasms
our grave made of dust and ashes
this is the erotic apokalypse
the fall of the human kind
priests punished for they're
desire of little children
with they're heads burning in our bed
whores fucked by the slaves
of the god of lepor around us
the angels killed by demons
with they're blood falling in
our bodies
the erotic apokalypse has arrived
2008/12/23
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