Oh, our poor nobility of blood Sprung from the first, ye banished one of endless thirst
I give shapeshift-blood from naught Carnate, incarnate, be it memory or thought
SEMJÂZÂ, SÊMIÂZÂZ, SHEMYAZA
Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe I supplicate my soul and close my eyes Thou art my lust Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yours
For I walk Thus I am Though I become Yet I arise
A soldier of heaven with fiery shine For thou art a living luminaire In the inverted eyes of mine
Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe I supplicate my soul and close my eyes Thou art my lust Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yours Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe I supplicate my soul and close my eyes Thou art my lust Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yoursTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.