Carnal Lyrics - Black To The Blind - Vader

I tasted the fever of Your existence 

Seems like cold grain to my mouth 

I stand aside, I stay away 

Transmuting my quicksilver blood 

KIA, that I may see 

ZOS, that I may touch 

Insipid are the describing words 

The self needs no vulgar praise 

This worship has no supplications 

My right is to live and do 

Things naked, pure, of honest lust 

The throbbing vortex feeds on it all 

Sleep is the best of possible prayers 

The winged eyes are blessed to see 

Downtrodden deception of every torment 

Transpierced hymens my lust adores 

Many images yet one raw flesh 

Animal steps I love to tread 

An ideal point where Time is Space 

Memory giant sores this journey must heal 

Lady of Mourning and her monsters 

Lay down the scythes for here I come 

Joyful and priapic my baby soul 

A new-born one, ten million years old