To you, creation's Mighty principle, Matter and spirit, Reason and sense. To you my daring Verses are unleashed, I invoke, o Satan Monarch of the feast.
No human breath below (him) No pleasure for the lust No martyrs for the Christ Just hate and pain and dust
Gold dust in a cursed land A black feather dances so fast An angel is falling down The true reason no one knows
Reason and sense
"I die everyday and every night I rise Searching the hideout for my pale light The sky cries its shiny lies The truth is my pain The doom is my life"
God's kiss on his spirit lays The rocks of hell his grave No time for choice no time From flesh to dust his way Flame's crown the crown of Christ God kills his son his priest No prayer for the deads tonight
A tempest meshes clouds of rain A clown dances with his mask of pain
A crow screams on a nameless fate
"I die everyday and every night I rise Searching the hideout for my pale light The sky cries its shiny lies The truth is my pain The doom is my life"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
