Abominations
Guilherme Miranda
In the middle of the night
Under a dark sign
When a light shine in the sky
You can see - the death comes
Comes to take your soul
Feel it deep - is in your throat
Abominations... a strange world
A sensation that is why
The ancient rites are coming back
Lust and madness in your fears
Taking your essence while you're yealling
Destroy all your sensations... and burn!
Blood taking the form of what
Stays inside like a horror dream
Trapped by an abstracted power
Blackness in fury and pain