Texty písní Clandestine Blaze

Clandestine Blaze

Grave Of Gratification

Like demonized creatures

Screaming with lunacy inducing voices

Obsessions of possessed mind

Leads to shadows of graveyards

Holy soil lures to be tainted

Purity demands for balance

Stones of remembrance

Invokes wish to pursue carnality

So innocent must have been

The child of God

Who was taken so early

So much pain and depression

She delivered to world

While laying deep in the holy soil

No man is witnessing

moments of joy and degrading

Grave of gratification stands as monument

Of clandestine blasphemy between man and fragile god