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The little bell echoes

The great bell groans

This templed city of tombs

Where death and grief blooms

Fiendish desires in human form, leather clad

Black is the veil, streaming in the wind

Stiletto heels clicking up the cemetery gates

Death among the dead, haunting mausoleums

All this death, oh, joyful sight

Naked on a table of stone

Juices dripping from the wet chaste

Excitement of fear and death, it's to me so dear

Death life, life as dead and the sharpness of the shrieks

The licking tongues of fire, lustful and crushing

Funeral bitch, the urge is so strong

Funeral bitch, the night is so long