That bottle is pure bliss
Knocking them back to back
Grazes vour lips,
Like the kiss of a lover
The Osculum Infame
That line, rail, bowl, bump displayed on the table
This is where you make your stand tonight
Even if it changes everything
Mephistopheles Invocation
That syringe in your arm,
It\'s gonna help you touch the sky
You\'re gonna feel so fucking vivus
Lucifers Inferno
Satanic ecstasy
Shrouded wings
Crowns you Emperor and Empress
You reap what you sow
When Satan\'s mendacities
become the hard truth
Heavy lies the head that wears a crown