Two of a kind for seven Mary's Awaking darkest joys of pain Breath by a cold reaching the ecstacy Drown me with a blackended lust Reach for up to the 7th moon Blessed pleasure for several souls Serenity roams... Dream for the lust Serenity roams Breath by a cold Reaching the ecstasy. Grace open the secrects through visions Pouring lastly her wasted time Filth covered under a pure white silk ...throne bleeds her last piece of a grace... Drown me with a blackended lust Reach for up to the 7th moon Blessed pleasure for several souls Serenity roams... Gods trial begins for her gate... of a death Breath by a lust, by a lust Seeds opens (take me) full of the flesh Her body cold as she rests...