Hallowed Whores - Crionics

The handicap of mine that leads me to gallows

A vessel of time leads towards eternity

As virtue is torment for mortals

A poisoned chalice immortals awaits

Garden of Eden, the day evil dreaded

Dressed in blur of paradise you were

Guidance of God broken

Taste inferior world

In instalments dying

Relics of past sunrise beheld

Distorted ideas poisonous grain sowed

Announcement of evil presence

Hate, love, stone to death hallowed whores!

Midnight arrives with sins of thousands years

Mourners in black share in distress

Rise up in erotic fire

And burn the curtain of lustful desire

Lure that graces the creatures of meat

As javelin drives in

But take it out to make you humble

And tainted with lunatic supremacy