When your shadow bleed
The Seven Wounds of this great suffering...
When your soul sing
The triumphal disgraces of this Calvary divine...
When your life succumb
And yield to the wings of abandonment...
It’s when the Rotten Death kisses you
With Her ominous poison’s lips...
Skeletons dance over the old black tomb
And follow the crow’s nocturnal flight
As I steal your last breath
Oh, morbid enchantments arise...
Cultus Mortis... Ora Pro Nobis... Amen!
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Intro concept by Sérgio “Baloff” Borges
Text written in 27/07/2010
Musick composed in July 2010