Bliss Between Thorns - Handful of Hate

Come forth showing all your innocent idols

Pray the thousand names of the rotten virgin-whore

Whore, whore

Whore, whore, whore

Forgive me, kiss me, tear me

I’m standing impure enough

One more thorn to exalt your celestial triumph

One more nail to paint my blissful orgasm!

Bliss between thorns

Touch my sufferings, lick my wounds, adore the palm of my martyrdom

Bite these maggots, spit on my crown, suck my fingers taste my blood!

Look at me I bring forth the lament of the centuries

Look at me I bring forth the tears of mankind

The tears of mankind!

Feed yourself with my flesh, grow up into my veins

All this is yours bite me!

Bite me!

While I’m hearing the poor soul’s choir!

Touch my sufferings, lick my wounds, adore the palm of my martyrdom

Bite these maggots, spit on my crown, suck my fingers taste my blood!

Chained, chained to the column of hate

Chained, chained I cum blood on your face!

Bliss between thorns!