Devathorn - Cathedral Of Set (2015, Vritra) | Текст песни

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• Devathorn
• Cathedral Of Set (2015, Vritra)

Genre: Black Metal

Detest, a cathedral of sin. Prayers of devouring lust. Caverns of reverent limbs. Gruesome abortions of filth. Festiments with scales and tongues, tongues forked with voidness. Choirs demented in madness, nigra pars cordis humani. Ascendit pendere mores liber de catenis solvere. For sin is the denture of passion and the nails of a beast primordial. Id quaerit fructum libertatis. Dissolving the twirling of Apep, steps closer to breathe the sour wind of the desert. Cogitans Set. Set te intelligit. Ut abyssus abyssum invorat. Deities forged of the cosmic flame, psalms with typhonic verses. Sinful melodies of Apep as his gaze hypnotizes Ra, becoming a knife drenched in poison. Slaving the rays of light as a scorpion dancing on fiery patterns. He trumbles and coils as he encircles the world, roaring in the catacombs of Qliphoth. Hissing and chanting a chorus of mandess, praying for Jormungandr never to ungrasp his tail. Cathedral of Set. A snakes reverence. The whirlwind of chaos, the golden basilisks of Mithras. As their tails are stirring the black waters of redemption. To drown the rites and poison the well of sentiments.