Paroles de Wanderer

In craving for the second sight I possess the privilege of pain perpetual motion of perpetual unrest never ending search for the innermost ring realms where you're a dweller are sacredness beyond belief ecstasy of purifying flame once mortal flesh now divine "worship me you loathsome ones untouchable is the unholy one wolflike vigour of bearsome mind ecstasy beyond your serpent tongues" Blind men of saturated age praise tradition of fraudulent faith I never shook the wolf off me never forsake the lion within In craving for the second sight I possess the privilege of pain perpetual motion of perpetual unrest never ending search for the innermost ring realms where you're a dweller are sacredness beyond belief ecstasy of purifying flame once mortal flesh now divine It's the ring of the Lupus and I'm within howling with brother kyon to Sirius and beyond Nile drawn in the velvet of skies in the sign of Dragon We'll all pass thru' the gate on the golden ring of Saturn On a journey to a Mother star to the shores of primeval sea to the water that once came to be