Текст песни Scarlet-Souled

Come on! I rise hands hungry for the sweet pleasure and war And you eye sunless despair in the sand of time I open the gates of spiritual bliss Because mine are the hands of god I rise hands hungry for the sweet pleasure and war And your eye of sunless despair in the sand of time Blame you'll find will capture you The fear will grow within the dream In the arms of your saviour You will drink my bitter bane The night was sultry and close from the lust On the hills the gardens gained power Somebody said "This is our Lord's head" But I wash't needed some holy rites To feel the cold inhuman touch Mother the Might gave the sword to me I rise hands hungry for the sweet pleasure and war And your eye of sunless despair in the sand of time Devote the essence of you to me I'll engrave on it eternity Then I'll cover in immortality And ornaments of unearthly ecstasy I write prophecies of a dying world Because mine are the hands of god The night was sultry and close from the lust On the hills the gardens gained power Somebody said "This is our Lord's head" But I wash't needed some holy rites To feel the cold inhuman touch Mother the Might gave the sword to me I'm consumed by conceit I'm scarlet - souled I'm the one of the chosen Sculptors at dawn