Venustus Caedes Lyrics

So many topics for conversations appear –
Expatiation about sins and expiation.
Someone will say that she just asked for it,
Others will name her saint in blind veneration!
Sure, there will be those who shrink in the corner
In the fear to find themselves in her shoes.

Force of conscience torture
Reflects adherence to morality..
This makes our poor suicide
So saint and unattainable.

Is the repentance worth the crime
When a sinner becomes a victim?
That can stir the pity of
Compassionate little old ladies.
And everyone will say:
She is so magnanimous and fine,
Atoned for the guilt, poor thing!
And everyone will stare
At her
pitiful corpse!!!
And everyone will stare
At the
Beautiful corpse!!

All of a sudden everything ceased –
Shadows of long thoughts, spiritual torment!
Dreamt of oblivion – forgiveness she received!
Death in society's eyes hides behind it more than
Just heart arrest and respiratory standstill
Of a creature looking like us.

Damaged skull gives her image more tensity,
Trickle of blood from the corner of her lips
Adds more sensuality,
Broken arm and mysteriousness it keeps!

Necrophages, feast your eyes!
Hunting Vultures