Her Henbane in Bloom Lyrics


A thorned-apple, tormented, between creatures.

Wings white - the misery of ghosts.

A corpse of Henbane.

My angels in Agony.

One walks away from me,

The other to wander.

Blood un-lifted; she dims her bitter tears in bloom.

Wherein death lays; strewn and withered.

Jagged, griping, grasping, decaying.

Six times no one dies.

Sex is bleeding in her eyes.

Embalmed darkness – she sits alone.

Bleeding, cutting, feeding on her blood.

She prays to the Devil for lust, fucking.

Ave Satanas, Ave Satanas, Ave Satanas

“Darix fafanu mizanu ar enayo ou of soba dooainn nail I vonupetteo”

(16th Sigil of Key Of Solomon), Profaned.