Текст песни Lamb Of God - Dimera

With just a flick of the opal banded finger I will throw you into a
Concentric mental decline I control your elation, I control your
Depression I take as I wish memory, clothed in a raiment noir (I take you
Under my black wing) I take you under my dark wing and nurture you in hate
To dwell forever in a Maison Blanche Purity through corruption, who am I to
Blame when your basest instincts are realized?