Testo di Sulphur

A slight scent of sulphur in the air Voiceless prayers in the dark The devil speaks while I lie asleep And I hear My every thought tainted with filth My every thought tainted with blood And I hear The devil speaks while I lie asleep Once again satan is taking a new form An anathema and blessing alike Wisdom from nothingness How ironic these words must have been to job A christlike shape dissolves in the fire They transform as one A slight scent of sulphur in the room But there is nothing here There is nothing here! In deep trance I lie wide awake But this is not me, this is not me This is not me! My every thought tainted with filth My every thought tainted with blood My every thought tainted with filth My every thought tainted with blood