Alba s touto skladbou:
Cybersonic Superchrist,
DIE !!
She was My poor Angel,
I knew Her well
I really had no choice than
(to) take Her to My hell
As soulless as I am,
as soulless as it gets
I don't give a fuck how
She felt
I saw Her pretty pale
Angelface
And erased it from My
memory forever
I saw Her burn, fed Her
with flames
The Divine Burning Of Angels
Think those grieving
thoughts
Feel Your pain before you
watch the sun set
forevermore
Our lives grow short, Our
lives grow dark
As the longing re-appears in
Our hearts
She was my Dear Angel, I
had Her killed
I needed Her soul to get My
Own fulfilled
She was like blood, She
brought me lust
Her soul I now fuck!
Think those grieving
thoughts
Feel Your pain before you
watch the sun set
forevermore
Our lives grow short,
Our lives grow dark
As the longing re-appears in
Our hearts
I feel her trembling, inside
My soul's on fire
Now I suffer from My
hellish desire
Silence is broken, I hear
Her scream My name
She'll live forever in My
mind insane
In rapture I remain as the
wickedness stays the same
Inside My soul insane, I am
reborn, I am reborn
In rapture I remain as the
wickedness stays the same
Inside My soul insane, I am
reborn
God bless You sweet Angel
with My flesh
Inside Me forever, Your
Devil's nest
My body, Your soul, now
together as One
Just accept Your loss, I
have won
You scream in pain, I laugh
out high
I cannot fear a God's
parasite
I watch You burn, feed You
with flames
And continue...
The Divine Burning Of Angels
