Passing through the storm – Led by demons – walk between the World of men and gods – Cast no shadows – draw no light. I rape the priestess on pagans night.
I taste the serpents poison On the lips of the one I love. She brings this gift of witchcraft. I wear the cat-skin-gloves.
Apples of youth when I wrought Mischief, hung in a tree to rot In the sun. – Reborn in the middle of the Final orgy – a gift of slavery To the chosen one.
Suicide Suicide don't you know Me – call to the Master – he will Come. – He will bring our Ressurection – cloacked in darkness – He has won.
Smoke of my sacrifice. – Journey to the Isle of the Blessed. – Grant my soul your glory. At night time – I'm your guest. Only I know why –
Each dawn I die.
Smoke of my sacrifice. – Journey to the Isle of the Blessed. – Grant my soul your glory. At night time – I'm your guest. Only I know why –