Into the Dawn - Taetre

Carnage feast

In this moonlight garden

Sinful priest

Embraced by harlots

Into dawn

They lie

Among the remains of babies

Smiling like

Only lovers do

Into the dawn they would cum once more

Their smiles shall be erased

Soon the sun comes on

As they lie in the putrid filth slithering in blood

The sun begins to luminate the sky cracking up theirs skin

A hunger, a bestial lust control and possess their minds

Making them twist into an obscene deformity, dance to a monotone rhythm

Fire fills up their minds

Bells begin to chime, chime

Embraced and cold with fear

Twisting piles of flesh

Repulsive but alive

Burning deep inside, burn, burn