Samael - With The Gleam Of The Torches

With The Gleam Of The Torches

the priest:
 nbsp; - Everythings ready
 nbsp; - Go and get me fresh meat
 nbsp; - Were thirsty for sacred beverage
 nbsp; - Hurry up I can not wait anymore
the assembly:
 nbsp; - Here she is the promised virgin
narration:
 nbsp; Her nude body plays with the unstable shadows
 nbsp; Her long hair hides half her breasts, she rises her head
 nbsp; Her eyes are shining with the gleam of the torches
the priest:
 nbsp; - Look deep in my eyes, you little bitch
 nbsp; - Look at your death, she smiles at you
priest reflection:
 nbsp; Death opens her arms to you
 nbsp; You tremble and your body is wet
 nbsp; You havent to be scared, you wi will be saved
 nbsp; You wi will suffer, you wi will die, you wi will be free
the priest:
 nbsp; I wish to hear her weep
 nbsp; I wish to hear her cry
 nbsp; I wish to hear her yell
 nbsp; Of disgust... of fear... of pain
the priest with the crowd:
 nbsp; We gonna take care of you...