Two of a kind for seven mary's
awaking darkest joys of pain
breath by a cold reaching the ecstacy
Drown me with a blackended lust
reach for up to the 7th moon
blessed pleasure for several souls
serenity roams...
Dream for the lust
serenity roams
breath by a cold
reaching the ecstasy.
Grace open the secrects through visions
pouring lastly her wasted time
filth covered under a pure white silk
...throne bleeds her last piece of a grace...
Drown me with a blackended lust
reach for up to the 7th moon
blessed pleasure for several souls
serenity roams...
Gods trial begins for her gate... of a death
breath by a lust, by a lust
seeds opens (take me) full of the flesh
her body cold as she rests...