Apocalyptic Whore Lyrics

You are the seventeen revelation, the lust reincarnated

A Satan's envoy, you sick the world with lasciviousness

You are the woman who is sitting over the scarlet beast 

Which has blasphemous names and it has seven heads and ten horns
You wallow on the filth of fornication and get drunk with Saints' blood
You're dressed in purple and scarlet; you're decked with gold and precious stones
Your golden cup is full of abominations, and filthiness of your fornication
You are the Beast that was, and is not; and is about to come up out of the abyss
And to go into destruction
You are the woman who is sitting over the scarlet beast 

Which has blasphemous names and it has seven heads and ten horns
You wallow on the filth of fornication and get drunk with Saints' blood
You're dressed in purple and scarlet; you're decked with gold and precious stones
Your golden cup is full of abominations, and filthiness of your fornication
You are the Beast that was, and is not; and is about to come up out of the abyss
And to go into destruction