Courtesan Mary Slut - Tsatthoggua

Hate and pain for the fall

Time has come for the god in blood

There is no life nor death

Only terror, the answers axe

Flesh for pain

Blood is the pleasure of soul

There was no Heiland

Never the fall of light

Awake !

From the ashes of fall

Aware the symbol, ours bringer of light

Flesh for pain

Blood is the pleasure of soul

Close the portals of Eden

For I am your Heiland and angel

Satan they shouted my name

Follow eternally, children of space

Burning the stakes of the elder place

Where we fought to pray on the sign

From perception, never to pray

Close all the portal of Eden

For I was your Heiland, Angel of space