Carach Angren

Hatred''s occultation, causing harm upon their relation.
No amour tomorow when love shall be consumed by sorrow.
In olden days this kind of acts were a shameful disgrace.
Maybe the price of jealousy and hate sealed her malicious fate.
One night the village was awakened by agonizing screams.
Her castle burned like the sceneries in Hell.
She suffered like a pig.
Oh God, I love this tale to tell!
Shorsh desire sentences with the punishement of fire.
Repulsive temptress in white prepare to die.
And kiss thy pale, warm skin goodbye.
H?r mir zu!
Dein Fleisch ist in meiner selt verboten.