Chants of maldoror

A white holocaust

Chants of maldoror
Give up of a crime play
It reflects the weakness on your face
My last caress on virgin grace
Before I extract the blade
A composition in red
With a flash of white
And frames of bloodstained sheets
Give up of a crime play:
You're lamb and I
I am the blade

Still motion crawling
Close to your shrouds...
Still motion crawling
Close to your shrouds...

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