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The Black Dahlia Murder - A Shrine to Madness şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Black Dahlia Murder

albüm: Ritual


Let us go out this evening for pleasure for the night is still young
Let us dance skeletally the chill of the autumn is stirring in me
Let us rape, let us murder, a night to sate thine perverted desires
A night on which to watch them die, to see the life whisked from the inside
A night so black as satan's hide. When we ghouls do come alive
When the masks of mockery shall disguise our wicked eyes
To the death of all celebrate the empty breath of fall
The 31st twill not go silent so long as evil doth dwell in man
Devils night t'was a scorcher but on this eve we bring hell
Here in the season of the dead sanity hangs by a thread
We're descendants of the dark, give us back our one true love
Manifest all hallows eve samhain grim, our one true love
No you shant kill halloween for we've bore it in our blood
Embrace ye the brown leafed vertigo for this undead night
We have sold our souls hoist ye this black flag of blasphemy, lift high this emblem of hate
Return the jackolanterns, smile on this holiday for the defiled
Shed the thorned binds of christ's denial, and son let the devil in
Cultus Diabolus Laus Ut Flamma
Cultus Obscurum Amplexus Fatum
Rejoice now ye hellions of earth, a glimpse of future not far
When the dark one is said to return
Blackening this planet with ire
Let us rape, let us murder, a night to sate thine perverted desires
A thrill that cannot be quantified to warm one's hands upon arson's fires
May the spoils of this evening rot our teeth to the gums
May the treats of our enemies sever their lying tongues
Here in the season of the dead sanity hangs by a thread
We're descendants of the dark
Give us back our one true love
Manifest all hallows eve samhain grim our one true love
No you shant kill halloween for we've bore it in our blood
In our blood

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