Extremus illae spiritus. A woman dying in love Her bride looks satisfied Ecstasy arises and explodes She knows the truth Her real nature She cant down it for longer Her love consumes her body Extremus illae spiritus. A woman dying in love Her bride looks satisfied Ecstasy arises and explodes Her lips in silence Are acts of love But the pain she carries Hurts like evil in heaven When the first drops of red Dye the immaculate white dress The black ones becomes blood With the sound of screams Playing like bells in her ears Passion and lust are unchained This is the better way They will stand forever United, loved and in peace Mors principium est.
illae, extremus, spiritus, arises, explodes