Akercocke - Justine lyrics

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Akercocke - Justine lyrics

Beauty is a virgins pinch Beauty is blasphemy Beauty is a sick rose Beauty is truth Lips always cool Thin, hard tongue Beauty is the beginning of terror Beauty is a circle She likes me to stand While she s**s me I searched all over the abbey Justine now gone Her soul free, to be Distinct in my mind As i see you Disencumber skin of darkness Bleeding into The structure Essence of unholy form To k** the persona To supress the lies of mind The opinion is distortion In perfection of void Destroy false self "Thus does your master Cure the bind, crucified?"