Behemoth - Driven By The Five-Winged Star

Sister of sin
Lover of my unwedden night
In blasphemy we bathe our unclean
Bodies
We find adoration in the filthy procreation
His will is our devotion
Giving in to the knight of the remote star
Falling in love with the darkest tormentor
The basic instinct, the obscurity of my soul

We hide our secrets damnedly deep
And these are the key to the sempiternal glory
To the harmony of body and soul
Immortality, spirituality extasy and diableria

Sister of sin
When rich and when poor
On the way to the throne
Lay bare your gems
The nest of filth (and licentiousness)
Of am I drinking your sweetest juices
The poison in the wine of asceticism
Down am I sitting on the father's right side
And with his benediction
I'm opening the Pandora's box