The Pale Woman Who Sets Me On Fire

The Pale Woman Who Sets Me On Fire

Pale rainy gray morning of friday,i find myself walking
Towards the cemetery to visit the rotten body of my
Died syster, and her disturbed spirit, that make sex
With me before we know that were brothers,the breeze
Carrying the rotten smell of carrion of the
Coffinsthat were violated, caressing my face leaving
Me out of this world,i look back and i see the face of
Satan chewing the bodies that belongs to him, i follow
My road, i see my sister´s tomb, i kneel down and only
Seeing her picture with that innocent glance but with
Diabolical seductions, i am hispid, i hate you for
Loving you, the cross of your graveis inverted, the
Only piece of skin of your body that didn´t rotten, it
Was that piece with a tatooed pentagram.

The day is gloaming, the spirits beging getting up, i
Feel the frigid air of eternal darkness passing and
Freezing my weak human flesh, the branches of the
Trees had dried and they had fallen, there is no sign
Of life, the moon shines intensely, and i scream, i
Hate you for loving you.
I hate you for loving you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "3x"

Gray clouds cover the moon and a beautiful woman
Approaches me with a calm and diabolical glance, a
Majestic way of walk, she is dressed with a long dress
With many bloodstains, with the barefoot feets, she
Stopped forth me and she extends her hand to me, i
Don´t see her mouth move while she speaks, but i hear
Everything that she speaks, and she asks for sex,
Pleasure and destruction, then i kissed her and my
Mouth began to bleed, on that moment, i had felt that
I have found the woman that would govern the hell on my
Side, because i, lucifer incarnated in that weak and
Fresh body, i was knowing that actually, that
Misterious woman, was my sister, the woman that i had
Made sex, before knowing that she was my sister