Our inner core, turns in lunar precisions.
We hold the keys of King Solomon,
incising the aristocracy of heaven.
We'll flog the herd of a sacred cattle.
Our dogma becomes the dog-food for God.
Painting demonic abstractions,
overcome of human blasphemic monochrome.
Lurid meatloaf for the masses,
that breathe cold air of cobweb for lungs,
suffocation in the clouds.
In process of satanic riddles, deliberate, contemplate.
Muted mysteries in the morass of carnal pleasures,
sadistic emotions against the mind,
contrasting the visceral against the eye.
We lust for the rites of chaos,
praise the population of the void,
raise the infinite realm of the Absu.
Muted mysteries in the morass of carnal pleasures,
sadistic emotions against the mind.
sadistic emotions against the mind,
contrasting the visceral against the eye.
Deliberate, contemplate, heresy!
Soliciting our flesh to another inhuman form
Soliciting inner ocean of uncelestial emotions and might.