"Graced By Evil Blood" lyrics
"Graced By Evil Blood"
"Versailles, anno Sathana 1666, Louis XIV the most powerful sovereign prevail
When darkness falls upon the kingdom, the court's descending within
The palace vaults, gathering for morbid rites"
Let's start the ritual!
Dame Monvoisin, midwife from the Black Order
Abortionist, dark masses organizer
From the bourgeoisie, you brang many believers
Obscure daughter thou art the matter of my dreams
Seduce me with your poison
Infilter my veins
Montespan, your favourite
Her filter was prepared
To satiate her hunger of forbidden love
A mixture of blood, fetus and goat sperm
Gave her sexual voracity with the sun king
And made her "whore to the court"
Three times the dark mass took place for her
In secret the novice was brought to the hut
In secret where Abbot Mariette awaited...
Bring forth the innocent victim!
"Astaroth, Asmodeus, princes of relations
I implore you to accept the sacrifice I offer you
In exchange your servant ask the attention of His Majesty!"
"To be honoured by all princes and lords of France...
And that nothing I may ask either for my family or servants, will be denied"
Christianity hounded five hundred of your converts, executed or exiled
After two decades that the pacts were sealed
Your wishes for Montespan forever active will stay
She was... as all your converts were...
She was... graced by evil blood!
Graced by evil blood!
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album:
"Carnage In Worlds Beyond" (2002)
Carnage In Worlds Beyond
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