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As the rats run and death does crawl

The smell of the pure draws near

Gothic harmoniums

playing their notes

Foreboding the evil you hear

The Virgin they seek

lay on altars of ice

Dare not to speak her name

Like Chastity, like Lucifer like Death...

Cathedrals will spire - dust to dust

Omens of fire - crying in lust...

Thundering horsemen

of darkest dawns

Invoking the lust of the witch

Raped in the dark

by an unseen ghost

Her womb is tainted by death

Supreme is The One

as he drags her deep

A wave in the water she'll be

An embryo growing, Evil is coming

Destroying the last of her race

Cathedrals will spire - dust to dust

Omens of fire - crying in lust...

As we whimper

like flies in a spiraling vortex

Chameleons shedding their skin

Screams in the night

as her womb grows

Ready to birth evil's kin

Her flesh is on fire burning her soul

Soon to be baptized in flames

The black holes are spinning in

space/time storms

Huddles in all of her shame



Cathedrals will spire - dust to dust

Omens of fire - crying in lust...