Her Divine Arteries - Devouring Star

As there is to all things

So there is an end to us

Not in the grandeur of salvation

But in the arms of perdition

For we are the progeny

Of a thousand year corpse

The heirs of a hollow grave

And the apostles of whoredom

Her arteries reside in the veins of this world!

And therefore Her spirit breathes in our veins

Like abrasive blades!

Let the soil of this world turn into infertile ash

And let the hope of men be turned void

With the passion of fire, we embrace our coming end!

And the consummation between Her and this World

Her spirit burns like the brightest sun

Cleansing this earthly tissue of it’s filth

And once again it breathes

Life into another aeon

Hope had never abandoned us

It never coexisted

The heavenly image was flawed

And deceived by itself

Through carnality and ecstasy

Into the currents of time!

Through sin and blood

Into the depths of Hell!