sickrites - iv rite - nocturnal belial's worship كلمات الأغنية

fires scorching dead faces
nightly ritual exposed
bodies writhing in smoke
blessed with burns

candles of abomination
melting blackness
infants scorched for thine glory
i have sworn to the moon

at the eve of sin
thou art belial
come, slither into me
blister all christ from me

whisper inside me
in ancient tongues
of pestilential graves
of walking on oceans
of secrets of time

thou art the redeemer
who comes from below
i split my mouth
by my bladе of worship
i open the door for words of thine
dеathlord

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