GRIM - Анхоули сэкрифайс | Текст песни

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Romantic meeting (Unholy sacrifice).

Every Monday at one hour
Comes to me the virtual horror.
Cold and black, a hand of Darkness.
Graping souls, twisting bodies,
Charging with the sonic evil,
Dipping minds in burning fever.
It makes me its corpse-painted creature,
Throwing on my brains the picture...

"
Step into the darkness,
Into deepest cave,
Down from the moonlight.
Now you're in the grave.

Candle flames around
Pentagram on sand,
Twisting of your mouth,
Deafening heartpant.

Dance of twisted shadows
To your hollow song.
She's lying in the circle,
Moving, moaning long.

Untie the ropes and tear off
All her thinnest clothes.
Take pleasure in nude beauty
Trembling all over 'cos

It is romantic meeting,
It is satanic mass,
Reunion with evil,
Unholy sacrifice!

Someone's afraid of Devil,
Someone believes in God.
But I am the Satan,
I am the Lord!

Tear the legs and enter
Deep inside of her,
Moving violently,
Enjoying hate and pain.

Gripe her neck then press it
Till the piercing scream
Stops and dies in throat,
Vast eyes become dim.

Dissect her trembling belly
By twisted rusty knife,
Eat up her heart and liver
Remains for worms and mice.

Write by blood on stone
Sacred "Six Six Six".
Now you can be certain,
On Satanism you're fixed!

It is romantic meeting,
It is satanic mass,
Reunion with evil,
Unholy sacrifice!

Someone's afraid of Devil,
Someone believe in God.
But I am the Satan,
I am the Lord!
"