Бог мёртвых снов Lyrics & Chords By Astel Oscora

I should not mind if she were done away with killed or ploughed, she did not seem to serve a useful end and certainly she was not beautiful I have no time to tell you how...read more

As the hour comes She opens up like beautiful rare flower Blood offered, desire taken She looks through blue glass A white witch of my spirit bathes in the black river of...read more

I can think of a thousand ways to kill you But none so cruel As keeping you alive Ghastly horrific grandeur Symphonic decadence Violent strings Distorted tunes on crippled...read more

Satanic Bible In this arid Wilderness of Steel and Stone I raise up my Voice that you may hear. To the East and to the West I beckon. To the North and to the South I show a Sign...read more

How time stands still Despite our withering world I am enchanted by the nocturnal winds. Still in the emptiness and silence Heart beating in time to the rhythm of the endless sea ...read more