Moon - Baphomet's Snikes lyrics

Let me Be procreated together with you Let me Be born from your uterus Let me Be fed milk of lions Let me Raise wings and see you A night A secretive face A monastery of resurrection You are changing a shape of being Let me I'll wear you a coat of fire Let me That a fire of lavas will christen you Let me Lead you an avenue of deity Let me Evaporate to a reality of dream A night A dusk has compressed From an abyss of my soul You are creeping on the world Apartments of a hunger Heads are your food They whisper in a trance A content of holly psalms On a bottom of a cellar of hell Full of Baphomet's Snikes