Текст Marduk – Whorecrown

Layers of grey violence above
See carnal truths contract and lastly fall
Come Lord! Spill forth thy sinless Guilt
And for man — a crown forged from a harlots pride

Whorecrown — sceptre of the highest shame — Whorecrown
Whorecrown — throne engrafted in decay — Whorecrown

Caustic psalms rushing through the vault of wills
Zealously mocking the toad of time
Gasping for air and the strength of the Depths
To with one final breath — curse the flesh

Whorecrown — robes of jeweled harlotry — Whorecrown
Whorecrown — orb of Hell’s symmetry — Whorecrown

Circles of pale violence below
See the law of the flesh sunder and reduce to dust
Come Lord! Spill forth thy sweet Wrath
And for man — a crown forged from the brightest curse

Whorecrown — scepter of the highest shame — Whorecrown
Whorecrown — throne engrafted in decay — Whorecrown