CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Delirium

A garden of sin, a shining black twin
Callous and bruised we remain
A box of cold cheer, a cauldron of fear
Sever the roots of her name
The soul of the damned, the flesh you demand
Gather the dead refrains
A murderer's wine, a well-versed decline
A union of morbid flame

Passing the days, p*ssing on graves
Hell bottom bruise displays
Mocking her God she secretly throbs
With pleasure a wound away
Pregnant and fair with c*m in her hair

Ghost Flies a Holy mеss
The Pattern shifts and then
Don't fight your lonеliness
Her channel grips, and then

Naked and wet with soul stripping sweat
She rivals the gloom parade
Drunk and divine I enter her shrine
Virginal routes charade
Flowers are dead the poison has spread
Nature consumes her share
A Gala gone grim a life changing quim
The cupboard is ever bare