Honey Tongue Of Satan - Infernal Majesty

Righteous pleasures droll

From the sexed spent lips of the beast

Feel his tongue pinching at your face

Feel the acid sting as I melt into your flesh

Whilst boring out your cunt

With pumping grace week and bleeding

Insetuos unearthing the might

Masked orgy of darkness files

Satan’s semen locking their jaws

Into thy flesh and soul of man

Clamed filled hands talon the flesh

Of your quivering breast

Pillowed around his serpent prick

Behold thy is the one who speaks true bliss

Like wine the glory flows into the throne

To fill the mote with all your mortal

Perched upon his back now the greedy hordes

Waiting to fuck the scraps

Tearing pieces of your carcassed mind

Awaiting the birth in the church of the blessed dead

I continue to see your face come to me my child

O gaze into an ocean blue your eyes

That spark the fear of god in man your demise

Now all there in are time and death of man and beast

Placental mammals giving birth to ilk and sin

Dark and damp and filled with rats

Spewing his seed into the world

Frenzied passion an erupting dark epoch

Extinguishing the light of heavens bliss

This could not give birth

To your messiah who walks to earth

But the minions of the dead condemned to hell

Celebrating the arrival thy unholy king of evil

Rippling tidings quake across the land

Angels die like moths falling from the sky

Choking on the smoke of the week I’m burning

Drowning in your blood, lamenting to some god

Blackened sky’s wrought the face of Satan

Festering in the womb plunging the unborn

Sipping piss from vineyards of the dying

Behold thy is the one who speaks true bliss

Like wine the glory flows into the throne

To fill the mote with all your mortal

Perched upon his back now the greedy hordes

Waiting to fuck the scraps

Tearing pieces of your carcassed mind