The Return Of The Beautiful (As The Flower Withers 1992)
Oh beautiful earth For too long you have been silent Touch me once again The dark ground lies cold Hark Yes it is I Et gelidus hoc voluntas firmamentum The fever of mankind Urges whorish as ever I am the new Christ Silence yourself Nunquam You are powerless here Pityful one Pity me not Give back the sun Souls will mourn In this unending season of darkness Beware, ravaged one Mine is the might If you're feeble, turn away No dagger glints in my hand Technique is secret Liar She have herself to me