Chants Of Maldoror Himmel Balsam

Текст песни Chants Of Maldoror Himmel Balsam



The frozen surface is standing down
Under clouds of wishes and
Bleeding desires
Uncertain fingers touch on the bud
Disclosed, it re-echoes the spiritless
Object delights
That time couldn’t touch
Her divine grace
Oh, himmel balsam, caress my lips
A miraculous balsam condenses at the foot
Of her alcove from her to his mouth
Then he drink that nectar of gods
And he breath the smell of…
I’m not a nightmare
I bring the dark pleasures
And sins, the stillness of
Shape that serves your lust
A miraculous balsam condenses at the foot
Of her alcove from her to his mouth
Then he drink that nectar of gods
And he breath the smell of love…