Letra de The Satanist - Behemoth
Letra de canci�n de The Satanist de Behemoth lyrics
I descended from the Mount Sinai
Unleashed the splendour upon a scroundel mob
To shelter where no messianic light
Drove one single ray into the pulp ov life
O sweet Salome I beckon thee
Bring forth thy heinous offering
Without your love
So incomplete
Corrupt me with your dignity
I decompose in rapture ov hells
Dissolve divide disintegrate
I am yours
In euphoria below
At faintest whim they would impale the sun
And thus the sheep in me became the wolf in man
I am the fly that flew forth from the ark
My thoughts like insects
Whoring wounds divine
Been bored with cosmos my dear old foe
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This universe has never been enough
Compelled to liberate the spring ov life
When the levee breaks gush forth o' stream ov ice
I decompose in rapture ov hells
Dissolve divide disintegrate
I am yours
In euphoria below
I cast my halo from perdition's clay
Behold my bliss profane
Born ov a lie
Condemned to lurk
Live in denial
Yet coiled aflame...
I am the great rebellion
Neath Milton's tomb I dwell
An existence even sin would not pardon
No guilt, no reason, saviour, or shame
Unleashed the splendour upon a scroundel mob
To shelter where no messianic light
Drove one single ray into the pulp ov life
O sweet Salome I beckon thee
Bring forth thy heinous offering
Without your love
So incomplete
Corrupt me with your dignity
I decompose in rapture ov hells
Dissolve divide disintegrate
I am yours
In euphoria below
At faintest whim they would impale the sun
And thus the sheep in me became the wolf in man
I am the fly that flew forth from the ark
My thoughts like insects
Whoring wounds divine
Been bored with cosmos my dear old foe
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/the-satanist-behemoth.php
This universe has never been enough
Compelled to liberate the spring ov life
When the levee breaks gush forth o' stream ov ice
I decompose in rapture ov hells
Dissolve divide disintegrate
I am yours
In euphoria below
I cast my halo from perdition's clay
Behold my bliss profane
Born ov a lie
Condemned to lurk
Live in denial
Yet coiled aflame...
I am the great rebellion
Neath Milton's tomb I dwell
An existence even sin would not pardon
No guilt, no reason, saviour, or shame