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letra de noctis execratio - blóðvein

i got blood on the page like a sacrament
drippin’ ink from a blade in my cabinet
whispers crawl in my throat, can’t gag it
fangs in the parchment, b-tch, i write magic

nox venit — claude portas
daemonium loquitur in lingua mortis
eyes roll back, i speak in curses
spit black smoke ’til the world reverses

dead tongue talkin’, i don’t breathe right
snakes in my spine when the moon bites
sigils carved deep in my windpipe
lux cadit—ego sum nox vitae
grimoire screamin’ in a voice that ain’t mine
shadows break t–th on a silver shrine
pull me down, i don’t need thе light
i been kissed by the plague in a lovеr’s rite

ash rain when i chant this verse
got a soul in a jar and a god in a he-rs-
speak hexes in script like venom
et mortem spero—death’s my emblem
candles melt when i blink too slow
i don’t walk through doors, i phase through bones
put a pin in a doll and the sky turns red
got a halo on fire and a crown of dread
veni, mors, per linguam meam
chain-bound wrath through a demon’s hand
i ain’t got friends, i got ghosts and knives
and a spell so cold, it rewinds lives
tenebrae flamma, sanguinem cedo
i drink pain from a cup marked zero
i’m the sin that a church won’t name
i speak truth that’ll set h-ll aflame

dead tongue talkin’, i don’t breathe right
snakes in my spine when the moon bites
sigils carved deep in my windpipe
lux cadit—ego sum nox vitae
grimoire screamin’ in a voice that ain’t mine
shadows break t–th on a silver shrine
pull me down, i don’t need the light
i been kissed by the plague in a lover’s rite

quae vocas me? ego non sum te
m-n-s tuae… d-mnatae sunt
the ink bleeds red, the contract sealed…
demonio meo, redde vitam meam

screamin’ in tongues with a crow on my chest
smoke through my ribs like a blackbird nest
hex on my name, put a crack in the sky
f-ck fate — i write my end with a knife
dead tongue talkin’, i don’t sleep much
ritual scars got me feelin’ untouched
dirt in my lungs, love in a hex
i don’t need peace, i just want what’s next
lux cadit—ego sum nox vitae
b-tch, i was born in a death-lit rite
set my soul on fire for the thrill of the night
and i’ll laugh when the world don’t get it right

- blodvein

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