Behemoth – Driven by the five-winged star

Sister of sinLover of my unwedden nightIn blasphemy we bathe our unclean bodiesWe find adoration in the filthy procreationHis will is our devotionGiving in to the knight of the remote starFalling in love with the darkest tormentorThe basic instinct, the obscurity of my soulWe hide our secrets damnedly deepAnd these are the key to the sempimental gloryTo the harmony of body and soulImmortality, spiritual ecstasy and diableriaSister of sinWhen rich and when poor

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