Occulta - Act I - The Church

In this place of prayers we penetrate
The blind light of christianity
I lay you down on the funeral altar
Naked like Eve in heaven
I tie you with the Holy Shroud
I feel your body calling the life
With a great smile I'm looking at you
And succumb to the sins of flesh

Your cries resound on the sacred walls
When our bodies come in union
The Crucified watch us with desire
His eyes glistening in the dark
He saw me raising my blade to the sky
I sacrifice you on the funeral altar
I am bloodthirsty... pleasures and lust


From the prayer to the orgasm
All lies in spirit
From the birth to the graveyard
Always in slavery
From the earth to the skies
With the angels
From baptism to sacrifice
We need a crucifix

Murder entwine my spirit
Blood is the plague of all religions

In this place of prayers we penetrate
I lay you down on the funeral altar
With a burning candle I come close to you
Your body's as pale and cold as a stone
Frozen like ice, quiet like a temple
I feel the pleasure rising in my veins
My blade is soaked with your blood
To end my work, I immolate you

The door of the church resound behind me
My legs drive me far away from that
With pleasure I remember the place
Where mankind became savage