Primordial - Awaiting The Dawn | Текст песни

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Lilith my bride...a love of sin so deep
Wounds of lust won't ever heal
Stigmata...I yearn for thy crimson taste
Rape my senses...upon your cross I'll weep
But shall this longing I ever satiate

I writhe, I twist...convulse in ecstacy
Bring me to ritual, bring me to life
Fornicate, profanate, procreate...spawn of he who am I
Eternity, for your touch I'll pay

It is nights as black as this that have made me
Am I to pay the wage of sin...?
Beyond the stars a fire shall burn for me
I turn my face to a new age...
Lucifer...what tidings doth thou bring?

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