Abjure piosenki

Take the town in the dead of night Steal them from their midnight sleep Bring them to the catacombs Their flesh and bone we've come to reap Bind the limbs that flail and thrash Beat the ones who bite and scratch Keep them all in chains of brass To them...

Put to flame this wretched house of sticks and shame A blasted ruin where it stood We drive the nails into the flesh of pious men Martyrs all before dawns light returns again The church an abatoir in which we cull the flocks Colored glass lacerates the...

Can you hear the music of the spheres as your last breath leaves? The keening voices wailing sorrow as your airways heave And with one last exhalation you curse my whispered name Like the droves of fools before you that died all just the same Rest your h...