Today could be a bloody day
The clouds are more than gray
Sad prayers are coming
Of saints run from hell
God has renounced his son
In an incomprehensible doctrine
You slip in the invisible vomit
In the prophecy that was never said
Today is Friday the 13th
Today is Friday the 13th
All the whores today are saints
And wisdom is born from their breasts
Who keep silent about the poet's talk?
Teaching him human vileness
Today the flesh demands companionship ??a
Screaming the dishonored passions
The enlightened ones are of no use
When an avernal empire guides you
Today is Friday the 13th
Today is Friday the 13th
Blood merges with wine
In a dark el?xir of life
And the archangel protects the escape
From pleasure conceived with sin
Blessings will be of no use
Not even amulets with holy water
Well, passion will be? damn
What won't there be? place
To constrictions

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