I breathe your heart to feel the agony Before you fall into decay I walk inside you like the alchemist In his lunacy for cores
I come to take you when you menstruate Decapitating life once more Until the smoke is on and lanterns grow I wander through the ardering streets
Burning inside My Incubus – lusting wings! Tearing apart My delight and sufferings! (In the) Ardering height My Incubus wakes tonight! Like the torch of fog In granite morgue To bridges and the alleys He belongs!
Don’t you cry, we have a honey moon In the city of my curse I lay you... try you... play you... Licking off the skin The passion of your ruined being...
Burning inside My Incubus – lusting wings! Tearing apart My delight and sufferings! (In the) Ardering height My Incubus wakes tonight! Like the torch of fog In granite morgue To bridges and the alleys He belongs!
To the smoking air... Of Saint Petersburg Looking for some more eternal cry In the murder sky...