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ASMODEUS LYRICS
"As the winter moon bleeds" (2000 Demo)
1. As The Winter Moon Bleeds
2. Nightmare Eden
3. Crimson Desires
4. Masticatione Mortuorum In Tumulis
5. Winterstorm
1. As The Winter Moon Bleeds
2. Nightmare Eden
Heaven seemed to burn, as I passed the bridge to Nightmare Eden.
Dying light of dusk, bleeded on the horizon of tombstones.
Dulling rape of spirit, during she expected extincted aura.
Let the sorrow grow, until agony rapes unbearable.
Pale purple light, crowned her smooth sight
overshadowed misery and pain.
A heart rending luck, flew through my veins
A luring mania.
She smelled like death smelled like decay.
She shined and she was mine.
In this instant, she promised me
that our love will last forever and more.
However something grapped my weak body and I followed
the fine taste of blood yearn for fresh victims.
That moment I saw her and I made my decision.
Would you follow me ? Join the venture with me.
Pale purple light, crowned her smooth sight
overshadowed misery and pain.
A heart rending luck, flew through my veins.
A luring mania.
She smelled like death smelled like decay.
She shined and she was mine.
In this instant, she promised me
that our love will last forever and more.
I held her, held her in the air, my arms embraced her neck.
Intensly I moaned together with the beat of her pulsating liquid.
Then my moaning merged with her heartbeat to a song.
Death neared and with all will-power she fought against it.
By a last revolt I rescued me.
It seemed I could see the pain
running like merged iron through my limbs.
I almost went insane.
As she got back the live-bringing juice.
Heaven seemed to burn, as I passed the bridge to Nightmare Eden.
Dying light of dusk, bleeded on the horizon of tombstones.
Dulling rape of spirit, during she held on my back.
Now no sorrow grew, we were on the way to fulfillment.
3. Crimson Desires
When evening died peaceful
and the sliver moon stood shiny in the sky
pouring his shimmering light onto sleeping earth
then a charming creature emerged occasionally
of the restless billowing waves.
A calyx adorned her golden glamourous curls
twining her delightful countenance
and dancing round her dainty hip.
Now the perculiar spectre lets her carrying on
silverglamouring waves, then submerged
to arise otherwhere.
Sometimes the fairy nymph alighted from her cooly
dwelling and strolled under moonlight over dewy
meadows along the shores and didn’t even avoid to near
The circle of human being or listen at the hovels.
She gladdened her heart about the calm
of her poor victims.
There were times, she let them know in advance of ice
drifts and floods or foresaw fierce storms.
Moody, she helped the ones, but others she tug with her
seducing sight and luring voice to depravity.
She poured the craving one ardent desire for lust into
their hearts so that they followed her to her precious
liquid, a wonderful grave.
4. Masticatione Mortuorum In Tumulis
Laying wheezing on the cold floor, a piece of flesh
which was a servant of god before.
Starring at the contours of his face
imaging how it smiles with skin on it.
Wretched noises leaving the whole
Where his throat was screaming.
The eye laying beside his head
seems to observe the scenery
in which the last spark of live dwells.
The luciferion envoy enjoys the event below him.
Satisfied about his work, he drinks the elixir which gave live before.
Rich of new power he strides to fulfil what he began.
The essential light nearly be extinguished and there is no power to defence.
'inspire thy command' With raised hands the demon starts the last ritual.
His lust can only be satisfied with blood and dead flesh.
Screams for release resound from the the walls where torture rules.
The main part passes his converted soul leaves the lifeless body and escapes
through protecting black night.
The demon moans with pleasure, his lust is quenched.
Another stray soul is guarded to its destination.
It promenades on the way of darkness to the gate
of hell where the master of masters crowds
around his servants to get part of the perfect one’s,
to fight down the weak of it’s own past.
5. Winterstorm
It becomes a certainty to shatter the hope
have betrayed poisoned hearts for generations,
has never reached her destination,
to reclaim the blinds failed miserably devastated.
Darkness and frost lay their cooling hands,
on the creation should be nearing,
completion so daring to start,
Afraid of retribution.
They arrived, herolds of cruelty,
hords of darkest spheres
driven by mercilessness.
The power gets weak, loses control,
no forces left,
to defend old gods.
New heroes regent,
spread hope and salvation,
visualizing futility,
take the final breath!
Winterstorm
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