Moon - Baphomets Snikes Lyrics

Let me
Be procreated together with you
Let me
Be born from your uterus
Let me
Be fed milk of lions
Let me
Raise wings and see you

A night
A secretive face
A monastery of resurrection
You are changing a shape of being

Let me
I'll wear you a coat of fire
Let me
That a fire of lavas will christen you
Let me
Lead you an avenue of deity
Let me
Evaporate to a reality of dream

A night
A dusk has compressed
From an abyss of my soul
You are creeping on the world

Apartments of a hunger
Heads are your food
They whisper in a trance
A content of holly psalms
On a bottom of a cellar of hell
Full of Baphomet's Snikes