Ancient Mother Whore

Cemetery lights - you saturate me Dead night - I would like, you have never passed away I'm empty like a rotten tree I feast on carrion and want to look only dark Sleep without body leaves the soul My coffin lays among red, thorny roses Love is the law Punish my flesh for the last time and close the cover I belong to none, I'm full of planetary chill If I've got a soul Then she would be the mother of all Babylon's whores Their scarlet tongue lick me Scream your orgasm among stars They are fading, when you are pleasuring me