No Hand Path

The un used fields of no hand path
So quite but so alive
Volcanic flower dismount
Flame waves abia majore takes
I searchin every cave or soul
To find the queen of road
The hords of mild and hords of wild
They fought a colourlesssoundless war
Seven years to paint my body
Moral semen curse-drink from aura
Seminallis lust loss love and sweetes horns
Bright astral inner shape consumed
By firesnake raise the beast inside
Your space enjoy allperfumed lace
The art of passionthe count of all
Develope strenght of hold
Be your wish steal the wine
Rape your self and start to shine
Wellcome fears as a friend feasting the whore
Untill your blood ends
Procreat your princess drink
Your blood and eat your flesh
Persecute your penitence
Burned out of all that pervert
Send-spit your cult facility
Embrace the posibility
I want control the space
A being without a face
I want unite the snake
The true inside the fake

Lex occulta-lex interna
Deus occulta-deus interna