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Sinuous bodies move in the shadows of the crypt Where she captured her prey with her powerful claws The whip cracks at every falling tear Her hands and the cold stone floor are flooded with blood! Wicked Nature, divine law of pleasure It lights up her eyes with the whore flame White skins which rushed to the chasm together Now embrace the ground of the sepulchral garden.. Cruel her will, merciless her glance Crucified her virtue, tied to the deathbed! She corrupts her mind with the taste of the most voluptuous vice Sell the bitter perversion in the same black acrid chalice! The fool's body, covered with sores, falls, when her executioner smiles, depraved reaper proud among the sheets! Night of transgression which calls beautiful creatures, It observes the luxurious pomp, the lustful Bacchanals of evil gods! Her devouring fire is proud and atrocious It offers the innocence on the debauched lover's altar The wicked soul of the confessor tortures the younger fleshes The wailing of filthy lust shocks her dark mind Castrated the smarter prey, burnt into Gheenna's land Corrupted ardours and bitter poisons between the legs of the Ancestral Hate She hears her victims imploring, while she looks for their blood with her tongue The fluids enter her body, reaper tiger of the righteous man! By the trembling light of her most precious candelabra She kisses the virgin's breast, trapped in her nuptial bed! Aus Songtexte Mania