At the Gates of Understanding - Azarath

Screams of blood

Morbid lust

Stench of death

In rotting tombs

Floating shadows

Born of fire

Lead the devil’s

Hand of doom

Paralyzed

Dead and cold

Soulless corpses

Sent to hell

Shattered bones

Broken hopes…

Praise the world’s fucking end!

Drink the sabbath’s wine

Angels chanting their last psalm

Dancing on the graves I fall

Into the trance of death

See the sacred whore

Blessing all the abomination

Fires of her filthy cunt

Brightens the night

Bestial orgies

Upon the altars

Sodomy

Blood and sperm

Bleeding count

Dressed in red

Rides the beast

With seven heads

Drops of life

Kiss the gold

In the cup of fornication

Inner self

Sacrificed

Body is rotting in decay

Spill the blood of saints

In each corner of the earth

Dazed by the power of small deaths

I lost my path

Oh scarlet whore!

Your love is my death

Destroy my thoughts

At one with all

Oh the great sea!

Let me understand

The wilderness of the spirit I must cross…

The wilderness of the spirit I must cross…