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Carrion my name <br />For those who choose to mouth the curse <br />A tragic serenade <br />With Judas in my stride <br />The Gothic halls of shame <br />Where statues coldly hold no worse <br />Than the murders I reclaim <br />From a dark, forsaken time <br /> <br />Kissing heaven, spent <br />He wipes lips free of his hectic discharge <br />Wishing to repent <br />For the brute that ravaged free <br />In slight hands beauty weeps <br />Conquest's deep methodical screwing <br />Hurt repeatedly <br />Like the world wound at his feet <br /> <br />Oh <br />Dirge Inferno <br />Oh <br />Dirge Inferno <br /> <br />As it is written, damn it <br />So let it be wrung (inferno) <br />From throats of those in overthrow <br />The past at last has come <br /> <br />A savage bit without respite <br />Pervades the freezing air <br />This winter chill, grist for his mill <br />If tears of joy will blear elsewhere <br />And church bells drown in the cracks of doom <br />The storms above us hew <br />As lightning runs like bifurcate tongues <br />Deflowering two by two <br /> <br />Hissing, malcontent <br />He storms the skies on electric discharge <br />Pissing in contempt <br />On the effigies of the weak <br />Killing all resolve <br />The great beast simmers, his scarlet women <br />Spit their vitriol <br />On the terrified face of peace <br /> <br />Oh <br />Dirge Inferno <br />Oh <br />Dirge Inferno <br /> <br />As it is written, damn it <br />So let it be wrung (inferno) <br />From throats of those in overthrow <br />Our past at last has come <br /> <br />A hellbound heart, the rose and thorn <br />Have locked to hasten blood <br />The moon disrobes, to harden droves <br />Of legions pouring <br />These rivers press, his breath adorns <br />Senates and enemy seats <br />Whilst his power takes as ingratitude <br />The writhing of the weak <br /> <br />Wormwood my name <br />The poisoned star that fell to earth <br />And blistered free of shame <br />In the pits of self-rebirth <br />Now those caves become a farret <br />Overseeing endless barracks <br />As the waters turn to claret <br />And the Vatican satins burn
Letra nueva de la canción
Carrion my name <br />For those who choose to mouth the curse <br />A tragic serenade <br />With Judas in my stride <br />The Gothic halls of shame <br />Where statues coldly hold no worse <br />Than the murders I reclaim <br />From a dark, forsaken time <br /> <br />Kissing heaven, spent <br />He wipes lips free of his hectic discharge <br />Wishing to repent <br />For the brute that ravaged free <br />In slight hands beauty weeps <br />Conquest's deep methodical screwing <br />Hurt repeatedly <br />Like the world wound at his feet <br /> <br />Oh <br />Dirge Inferno <br />Oh <br />Dirge Inferno <br /> <br />As it is written, damn it <br />So let it be wrung (inferno) <br />From throats of those in overthrow <br />The past at last has come <br /> <br />A savage bit without respite <br />Pervades the freezing air <br />This winter chill, grist for his mill <br />If tears of joy will blear elsewhere <br />And church bells drown in the cracks of doom <br />The storms above us hew <br />As lightning runs like bifurcate tongues <br />Deflowering two by two <br /> <br />Hissing, malcontent <br />He storms the skies on electric discharge <br />Pissing in contempt <br />On the effigies of the weak <br />Killing all resolve <br />The great beast simmers, his scarlet women <br />Spit their vitriol <br />On the terrified face of peace <br /> <br />Oh <br />Dirge Inferno <br />Oh <br />Dirge Inferno <br /> <br />As it is written, damn it <br />So let it be wrung (inferno) <br />From throats of those in overthrow <br />Our past at last has come <br /> <br />A hellbound heart, the rose and thorn <br />Have locked to hasten blood <br />The moon disrobes, to harden droves <br />Of legions pouring <br />These rivers press, his breath adorns <br />Senates and enemy seats <br />Whilst his power takes as ingratitude <br />The writhing of the weak <br /> <br />Wormwood my name <br />The poisoned star that fell to earth <br />And blistered free of shame <br />In the pits of self-rebirth <br />Now those caves become a farret <br />Overseeing endless barracks <br />As the waters turn to claret <br />And the Vatican satins burn
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