Blasphemy
Mors certa, hora incerta
Sic transit gloria mundi
Porta Inferni Aperta
Memento mori
My virgin bride is dead
Her body draped in briar
But the blackened tears I shed
They hide a dark desire
For when I return tonight
Beneath the candelabra
Upon her naked corpse
I'll enact a carnal horror
So in the night
With her skin so cold and white
I consecrate my right
Until her body lies defiled
It's blasphemy
But as the seed, it fills her skull
God, what have I done
And what have I become?
It's blasphemy
I hear the distant voice
Of Mary Magdalene
She's come to guide me home
To join the Nephilim
You never had a choice, she says
You've reaped the Devil's harvest
Her dagger licks my throat
And leaves a wretched carcass
So in the night
With her skin was cold and white
I consecrate my right
Until her body lies defiled
It's blasphemy
But as the seed, it fills her skull
God, what have I done
And what have I become?
It's blasphemy
So in the night
With her skin so cold and white
I consecrate my right
Until her body lies defiled
It's blasphemy
But as the seed, it fills her skull
God, what have I done
And what have I become?
It's blasphemy
And in the old cathedral hall
When the vicar comes to call
Will I ever be absolved
Of blasphemy?
And in the blackened winter sky
You can see the maiden's eyes
And you can hear her bitter cry
It's blasphemy
