Pensami Adesso
Silence... is mantling every sound
Shadows... coming down the hills
Fires... are burning in the clearing
Witches... are dancing... ghosts around the pot
Crying... praying... summoning the Witchlord
"Witchlord, come to us, thine servants 'till the end.
Possessed by Evil, we're trembling for thy strength".
Windblows... shaking the treetops
Lightning... flashing through the (clear) sky
Thunder... frightening men asleep
Black shapes... coming out the pot
Witches... are bowing... boneless before the dark smoke
Lustmord
Whatever hounts me from birth on
Is licking white blood again
It is sickering in my heart
While I divide yours in two
Lustmord
I will never stop to hurt you
Lustmord
I will never stop to love you
I will never stop to hurt you
Now that I have you with me
So close together in one body
I feel so save but what about you
The soft sweet wound of normalcy
is sweating white blood again
I am fingering every inch of it
Grateful for who I am
You´re my interruption
My crossroad of just one way
my object without a function
but still mine anyway
Unpredictable
When I kiss it burns
Irresistable
As a crowd of only one
I am so addicted and you are so down
You are nailed forever to my sense of lust
Lustmord
I will never stop to hurt you
Lustmord
I will never stop to love you