A Venomous Kiss Of Profane Grace Lyrics - Limbonic Art

The dead speaks to me 

From beyond the grave 

That is what my conscience is 

I've buried the dead alive 

The blood of the child is pure now 

In death it gives me life 

The circle is complete 

Begin another ... 

Dark cold icy death 

As the scorpion stings the minds obsessed 

A venomous kiss of profane grace 

As shades of hatred reigns 

Silent screams of suffering 

I stand in flames of torturing 

Goddess of flesh hunger and desire 

Grant me wings of hellish fire 

Know that all my creations spring 

From blood on the cross in blasphemy 

I am death the creator of sin 

And of the pure I am the wind 

The dance of creeping shadows 

Enchanting all insania 

I've become evil in soul and mind 

In a demonoid fantasia 

A venomous kiss of profane grace 

In a world so fundamentally weak 

I see no beginning only the end