At The Gates - Non-Divine

From cold storms I emerge to inferno Kiss me with your insanity, bless me with your plague Burn through my head The psychic treasures in the arena to find Dead symbols that walk through the dreams of man Non-divine, burning souls of red Tounges of insanity , here I am Lick me free from my dark past And open my heart for your joy I seek eternity where it lies to be found My life will not end 6 feet under the ground No rebirth in heaven where eternal sleep awaits We must seek immortality beyond the seven gates Make love with me this one last time This one dead dream And rot we can as gods Together in a distant hell Burn me with your tounges of love Burn me free from my bitterness and hate So let the light devour men And eat them up with blindness Non-divine, a restless soul Worm, goat, eater of gods Burn me with the3 tounges of your love Burn me free from my hate Set me on fire Again and again