čet, 6. srpnja '06 u 21:24
Akercoke - Son of the morning
Indulge in the rites of profanity
Sink to depths of depravity
Defilement and penetration
In the sanctum of the monarch
Saliva on soft thighs
Outstretched wings
Semen across lips
Hooves steeped in blood
Insatiable
Incorrigible
Snake, I am the snake
Tempting, that bite to take
Let me free your mind, leave yourself behind
Be not afraid
I got what you need, hunger I will feed