To Perdition - Handful of Hate

To perdition!

Carving to the essence until your soul unfolds

With mournful rays into screams of red passionate marks

Digging narrowly the engraver of soughing prayers

You offered me silks to blindfold your senses

Below these glorious painted vaults

Where the eyes of gods testify this unmerciful act

Of dogmas and erections I resist all beliefs acting firmly

I hear all precepts, God stinks the same as me

I went that far, I can easily go further

Here’s the source, drink avidly do not contradict my efforts

Wrong impressions sealed with blood

The can, the dust

Your void swimming into a cosmic key revealed through torture

I resist all beliefs acting firmly

I hear all precepts, God stinks the same as me