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Misteltein - Where Angels No More Roam... lyrics
[Music: Nirag & Mishrack / Lyrics: Nagrinn]
 I kiss the untouched heavenly carcass
 As sacramental dying becomes art
 Saintly pains send chills down my spine
 As I penetrate the very womb of life
 A venomous moon is gazing
 Through my hollow soul
 Forcing me to bleed
 As many times before
 Again I bleed... with desire
 And its' savage breath reaches angel skin
 Within the holy wing temptation haunt
 A spit of filth moisturizing her sinful cunt
 Whispers in the shape of lust
 Echoes in the veins of night
 As a haze of bleeding lurking souls
 Among deflowered angels cries
 "I feel the presence of thy arrival
 As the heavens are set aflame
 Ashes of serenity with the essence of rotting saints
 Beautifully beckons thy infernal path
 Master, for thee I raise my bloodstained blade
 And plunge it through the heart of the sun"
 Whispers in the shape of lust
 Echoes in the veins of night
 As a haze of bleeding lurking souls
 Among deflowered angels cries
 "I feel the presence of thy arrival
 As the heavens are set aflame
 Ashes of serenity with the essence of rotting saintsMisteltein - Where Angels No More Roam... - http://motolyrics.com/misteltein/where-angels-no-more-roam-lyrics.html
 Beautifully beckons thy infernal path"
 Master, for thee I raise my bloodstained blade
 And plunge it through the heart of the sun
 I plant the seed of thy sinister realm
 I invoke thee Tyrant of the damned
 A venomous moon is gazing
 Through my hollow soul
 Forcing me to bleed
 As many times before
 Sinful pains send chills down my spine
 As I penetrate the very womb of life
As many times before
 I behold the falling sky,
 As my chest becomes a rapist temple
 A temple of dying love,
 Nailed with a thousand bleeding dreams
 I behold the falling sky,
 As my chest becomes a rapist temple
 A temple of dying love,
 Nailed with a thousand bleeding dreams
 Dismal it lay, this shattered utopia before my eyes
 And paints the last pieces of paradise with the echoes of angel cries
 Master, for thee I raise my bloodstained blade
 And plunge it through the heart of the sun
 I plant the seed of thy sinister realm
 I invoke thee Tyrant of the damned
 And I'm reborn in their dismal pain
 Their death, the tongue on my infected wounds
 I stare into the hollow where the dust of time still moan
 Upon a bleeding paradise, where angels no more roam...








