A Bizarre Alchemical Practice Songtext / Lyric

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A Bizarre Alchemical Practice Lyrics
“I was told to raise the heat
Up to seven hundred sixty degrees centigrade
For that is the right temperature
Required for melting bones
Oh, how simply and bizarre too
Can be this domestic alchemic practice” Un vacuo silenzio s’innalza tra i fumi
Tessendo elogi a tristi paure
E bianche sculture incarnanti il dolore
Di riti, peccati ed anime fatue
Che nere le fiamme ribollono atroci
In bui pertugi macchiati di morte
Lavando precoce dal sangue l’odore
Di corpi straziati, in cera mutati

(Music by Imajes/Antarktica)
(Lyrics by Animæ)