What Fresh Hell Lyrics
| Song | What Fresh Hell |
| Artist | Leviathan |
| Album | Tentacles of Whorror |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Take wings at Midnight, | |
| Under glimpses of a uncertain Moon | |
| Her thoughts become scarcely human, | |
| They infest and cloud her mind | |
| And she longs for this rotting ill, | |
| And the grim bolt of her king | |
| She waits in bestial desire to meet her master's last words | |
| "Do you think I would except just any soul willing to give itself to mine power... | |
| I torture and chastise you to ripen you for mine embrace... | |
| Taking wings at midnight" |
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