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Storming Darkness Sin Thesis

[L.: Sinpreacher, M.: Sabledoom] Weaved of worms At the flaming gates of the lust sun Sunset is blacker and blacker What is caressed by a tongue of

[L.: Sinpreacher, M.: Sinpreacher, Sabledoom] Oppressive coldness, radiance of sin Net of End... boundless emptiness... Summoning voice of renunciation

[L.: Sinpreacher, M.: Sabledoom] Through the blood, through the essence Essence of Sin Open the sufferings in freadful passion Pathological dreams will

[L.: Sinpreacher, M.: Sabledoom] Endless Mother! You listen to the hissing of Serpent I accepted your gifts of inmost cold and hatred Blood in my veins

[L.: Sinpreacher, M.: Sabledoom] "The first cut is not deepest The first cut is nothing..." * Voice from chaos of unconscious thing Voice points to