Aura Noir Snake Lyrics
Sweet scent coloured these,
the realm of sweet snakes that tortured me.
If everlasting burdens should enter
such, as the everlasting torment of hell.
Sweet rape, honour these:
The souls of sweet snakes that denoured me.
If glorious destruction would embalm
such, as the moments carresed by enlightened ones.
"Even the earth can't grant us a common grave."