Akercocke

The Penance
At the threshold of the dark Whispering adoration Like the breath of a lover Longevity Even though we know life Is perfected by death Longevity [Solo Wilcock] Potent priapic protrusion Thick black crescent of semen Anoint the female devoted Swollen breasts dripping Coated tongues Insatiable dark angels Naked ecstatic Celebrate Satan In every eager orifice Slick wet orifice Insatiable dark angels Celebrate Satan! Within this pentagram of blood “His is the voice of truth, The voice of reason...” [Solos Wilcock, Mendonca] From Letras Mania