Sabbat -

It’s not a dream, it’s fuckin’ true, kiss marks all over my body I enjoyed it all, satisfied with her, in the bed of hell’s Pentagram My piston was hell speed, as a wild horse, it never become to slow I got a trip, fell into a trance, floated in please like an incubus The queen’s was beautiful, like bloody red roses, sweet roses… Mine was wrapped by the smell of the rose, I never saw in this world Kiss of Lilleth, more hard than Satan Kiss of Lilleth, more heavy than Satan Witches! Lead me into the chateau of hell, kiss mine again! Made in hell, Satan’s wine, we’ve stolen it, drunk on the sofa She showered herself with the wine of blood, I’ve begun to pet her all The queen’s love juice is full of bright light, like black coal tar But, it’s fuckin’ sweeter than sugar & honey, my lustful blood swelled The queen’s was beautiful, like bloody red roses, sweet roses… Mine was wrapped by the smell of the rose, I never tasted here Kiss of Lilleth, I loved her more than Satan Kiss of Lilleth, mine was deeper than Satan Witches! Lead me into the chateau of hell, kiss mine again! Kiss of Lilleth, more hard than Satan Kiss of Lilleth, more heavy than Satan Kiss of Lilleth, I loved her more than Satan Kiss of Lilleth, mine was deeper than Satan Witches! Lead me into the chateau of hell, kiss mine again!