Demos est Deus inversus

Demos est Deus inversus
Heathen devils have their on way
Reversed world shining in a dark night
Covered with a black veil
Bloody kisses to a vicious doll...... forever
Vicious pray which towards a guilty venus

Devil's steps are coming
Black secret ceremony in a blood room
That is delightful silent drama to those who are called devils
More deep..... deep..... deep..... lost paradise of silence
Dark presentiment, loneliness of being alone,
squeaking, distorted imagination