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Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum

All Saints Day, the taint of rain
Blood and mud and thunder all the same
To those who close their ranks to Gille s men

Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille
Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside
Little angles out to pastume once again

Torture garden rules of thumb apply
To sacred flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic this erotica
Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur

So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
The superstitions grew
Wise to the wolves that surprised their children
Gagged in sacks and dragged back to

Tiffauges
It s roads now home to a beautiful stranger
Lifting her veil
Spinning her lies
Tender eyes, never-ending danger

It grows
A rose that chose death for it s bedmuck
Prickles in wait
Thanking her spies
Trickling thighs her only hiccup

And though she walks the forest trails
She s far from innocent or frail
She leads them down the path where darkness dwells

That night is rife with celebration
The tower sings
Where so much foul illumination
Strikes a lighthouse for the things
That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram
Mid sour dreams
A beauty pageant for the gathering damned
Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams

Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum

Torture garden rules of thumb apply
To sacred flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic this erotica
Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur

So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
In this castle of loup-garou
When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on
A parcel of victims now tied to

Tiffauges
Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic
Cherubim forced
Naked and blind
A holocaust mind designed their exit

A libertine so grim
Sometimes tore them limb from limb
Slitting their throats
Pissing on graves
Jesus save but the devil made him

Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum

Hook
Es stimmt die besten sterben jung doch die größten bleibem im Kopf,
es sind deine Zeilen aber mein schreiben an Gott!
Meine Trauer nachts im Bett die mich munter hält,
also mach dich auf den Weg und dann komm schnell wieder runter jetzt!
Du hattest recht und auch so traurig es war,
ich seh jetzt...

If you re gonna talk about the things I need
Then you re gonna have to find out what they are
You remind me of a time when I was boring
I recall a time when you could slip your noose
I wash my hands of you
My feet...

Yo a lot of people depend on me (strongly)
I no longer wanna press them situations wrongly
They say that a man s life, gon be what it s gon be
So I switched the game around, and now it s on me
(You control your destiny) You niggaz keep testin me
like...

FLAG OF POLAND...
RedWhiteNess…
See her flapping wildly above everyone’s head...

MARCHING! - no more time for any questions!
MASSES! – there’s no place for any difference!
GOD IS... FINAL HOPE of FINAL PROMISE...
God forgive us... understand us...

TIME FOR POLAND!
RedWhiteMonsters…
See a League of Polish...

You could be popular
You could be wanting more
It doesn t have to be that way
This could be beautifull

Are you really gonna make it happen
Seems a whispers sometimes louder than a scream
Are you really gonna make it happen...