Lyrics: O.A.Myrholt Music: T.E.Tunheim

Blister'd be their envious tongues, cut 'em well
like a cunt yet to be satisfied had I only the
poison mixed, the sharp vengeance knife, the
suicide whilst dry sorrow drinks our blood, the
torture still roars in dismal hell the mortal
paradise of such sweet flesh became the purgatory,
(indeed) the (very) hell itself

Cut me out of the tragedy, exhibit me as I wear
thy lunacy can heaven be so envious, as to keep me
in absence fro' thee...

Whilst dry sorrow drinks our blood, the torture
still roars in dismal hell the mortal paradise of
such sweet flesh became the purgatory, (indeed)
the (very) hell itself

I desecrated the disgusting cross upon which the
prince of lies apparently died once upon a
November cold when I cunningly committed my
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Everyone was bored with love -and God was never
more distant

Affliction is enamoured of thy lovely parts, and
thou art wedded to calamity luciferous serpentine,
hid with a flowering face, appearing everywhere I
was infected with thy poison, my tongue profoundly
possessed by affirmatives all slain, all dead, the
tragedy was woe enough, if it had only ended there

Exhilarated to death in bondage unison, filling
the soulvoid with hate love laid in exhile's
chains, so what the hell is there to celebrate...

Faretheewell, faretheewell...one kiss and I'll
descend into the blooming pits of hell

The darling deeds of autumn the dying buds of May
Cupid painted dour with lust raining energy as we
decay...