Let me pray my dirty Jesus, sail away,
I`ll let you serve your poisoned kisses,
Dying proudly and strict astray,
Let me howl to the moon, deadly ride,
As I wished sun is waxing and retching soon,
The embarrassed abyss pride
Shining downfall,
Crawling from black hole
Of religious scripts,
Like celestial whore
Hissing like an Aspyd,
Hunting like a beast,
Seven sins are morbid,
Carved with blood
On your marbled breast
Even sacrifice can`t deny a sin
Fields of Asphodel
And vampires are starting to lick,
And bonfires on hills are alight...
So, run, whore of the saints, run,
Run away, whore, before
Before the deadly sun!
Before the deadly sun
© Copyright: Дмитрий Еретик, 2012
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