Storming from tired centuries
Under the glare of a waxing death-moon
Terrible beauty of love severed
Rip the baby from the virginal womb
The blood of Jesus
Is the wine of the dead
And the drunken angels
Bleed with incest
The Liliot suckle on Her fruitful breasts
And yield the swords that sever and stain
There will be no act or passion wrought
That shall not be attributed to Her names!
Exit
Sacrifice
Sigils Made of Flesh and Trees
Exit
Apparitional Void of Failure
Pyramid of Skulls
Intro
Unblessed Be
Entrance into Nothingness
Beauty is Only Razor Deep
The Light of Those Who Failed
Telepáticos cujos
Bleak Necrotic Paleness
The Next Plane of Existence
Horizon Of Plastic Caskets
Masquerade Of Incisions
Inner Sanctum Surveillance
Untitled
Reflecting hateful energy
May Your Void Become As Deep As My Hate