Asmodeus - Arcanorum Astrum

Broken parts of bloody skin

Cut-thin pieces of charred flesh

Steam in reek, disfigured heads:

The battlefield, strewn with harvest

Someone Black and Winged held here

By his Scythe to reap his loots

In the meantime, here I feast

With Ets-ha-Daath's sacred fruits

There’s no place for lies and mercy…

Tears of blood, this feast is rude!

This spectacle is so monstrous

Waits for his malicious winner —

Be the viand, nice and gorgeous

Scattered to the winds and aeon…

At each scythe — there is a stone

At each head — there is an axe

For each eye — there is a coin

For a kiss — infected pax!

Every heart finds its own poniard

Every soul shall be judged!

I — Asmodeus

I challenge thee!

Choke by your blood of dissected veins…

HAIL!

Damned, crossed the roads of boundless sky

Are already spewing with mucus of pride

Their homes stained with clay, their feeds chewed by plague

Their lives wait for cruelest Lord of Lech!

I’m at the golden gates in chilling souls armour

I’m burning by my eyes their hearts — I am a Charmer

Squeeze out hoarse cries — ignorant nobodies

Make a Kiss of Shame for my (h)airy anus!

Do you want to fight with me

With manifestation

Take a knowledge of pure sin?

Make a sworn oration

I am Angel of Delight

Ruler of All Nations

I am mighty and all-wight

I have greatest patience

Stand with me in solar worlds

Reject mortification

Listen to the lustful words

Accept the gratulation

Break the legs and give to me

My manipulations

I am Lord of Lust and Sin

Praise the copulation!

ORAL OVATIONS!

I — Asmodeus

I challenge thee!

Choke on my phallus with blubbery veins!

At each scythe — there is a stone

At each head — there is an axe

For each eye — there is a coin

For a kiss — infected pax!

Every heart finds its own poniard

Every soul shall be judged!