Ill Of An Imaginary Guilt Lyrics - Blacken The Angel - Agathodaimon

I gave you light 

I seared off the oceans 

To show you my devotion 

I've lived your fright 

I wanna be the infamy 

I wanna wound your caprice 

I need to try your malice 

You should tame my misery 

I wanna lick your beauty 

I wanna scar your sweetened wounds 

To reap your rotten fruits 

Your loving gotta suit me 

Oh, let me be the one 

Who sets you free 

See how love unveils 

Her incomparable mystery 

I wanna feel your hungry skin 

I wanna be the sacrificed 

I'll make you the holy praised 

Whore of my radiant sin 

I wanna see you sacrificed 

I wanna be the hungry skin 

To share with you the greatest sin 

My holy, capricious whore 

I've been kissing the filth 

My tongue's been bleeding 

I've been stealing you a wing 

My dark, sinister angel 

Oh, let me touch your guilty soul 

Let me be your hungry skin 

Let me be your thrilling dream 

Let me rape your open wounds 

Oh, let me see your other face 

We belong to the same disgrace 

I was the dead you fettered 

You were the angel I raped