The Burning Tongs Songtext
von Homicide

Black magic ritual
Erotic and morbid visions
Consecrate in the sin of flesh!!
There′s no contemplations
Under the symbol of darkness
We prepare your purification, in fire!!

With incandescent irons
The flesh and the muscles melt
The iron and skin becoming in one
The holy smell of your burn breasts
The black blood runs from this void
Pull and pull your leather
You will die, witch!!

Let's...
Remove your insane chest
With the burning tongs of our god

Feel
Every layer of your skin
Grinded and mutilated


Fire
Viscous mass
Libidinous maternity

Through
Of your desfigurated face
I can see the split in the cranium

Our
Knives and axes
Separating skin with fine art

Veins
That vomit blood
From human tissue

Of burning
Lust
Skinned in the name of faith

Hell
You′ll fuck whit him
You'll dance for the devil
You'll fuck whit him
You′ll dance for the devil


Black magic ritual
Erotic and morbid visions
Consecrate in the sin of flesh!!
There′s no contemplations
Under the symbol of darkness
We prepare your purification, in fire!!

Your bloodline, the seed of your evil
Now, they touch your breasts as children
They choke their throats
With the sin of your damned flesh!!

Let's...
Remove your insane chest
With the burning tongs of our god

Feel
Every layer of your skin
Grinded and mutilated

Fire
Viscous mass
Libidinous maternity

Through
Of your desfigurated face
I can see the split in the cranium

Our
Knives and axes
Separating skin with fine art

Veins
That vomit blood
From human tissue

Of burning
Lust
Skinned in the name of faith

Hell
You′ll fuck whit him
You'll dance for the devil
You′ll fuck whit him
You'll dance for the devil