Testi:
Christian Death Ashes

Let your eyes walk on his tongue His wife is dead she doesn't see Voices raise to emptyness Arms reaching back to face the face Children stand shut to

Oooh, when I was bed Before she spread lilacs on the sheets Perfumed his hair with white powders Removed the bitter taste left on his cheek Perfumed

Their conscience is intact They've convinced themselves of that Giving money to Jesus Fucking H Christ How they laughed as we shoveled the ashes Of the twin towers Blood and death

like Forbes to make a for-tune Stick that ass in phone booth's, drinking 151 proof laughing at that bitch with a gold tooth flicking my ashes out of

descends, magenta spirits fill the skies and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore Through the ashes

descends, magenta spirits fill the skies and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore Through the ashes

descends, magenta spirits fill the skies and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore Through the ashes

descends, magenta spirits fill the skies and wreak erotic maladies where sex and Death abide From writhing tides where gothick siren weave their song to shore Through the ashes

eyes, hidden black cathedral. Here presages Black Cathedral... Forces of Black Cathedral... Every night burns the flame... flame of christian churches. Warriors come, Death to Christianity