Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia Testo

I am the thousand storms (fountain stone?) of the black heart
I am the desert of redemption (redemption)
I soar on dead wings of sin

I am freedom with cracked virginity (cracked virginity)
arrows of my erection, fade to hear me
but the ones who came with fear and hate
Kiss me!
Deep, long and hard
female: those who summon
be the scheme at the jinx of jewish fairy tales (fairy tales)
is salt upon every soul held by your life
And I wonder
who seeks desolation
to my eyes, holds a vision
embrace last away