Lucifer کے بول

Shine . . . shine . . . shine . . . shine Luminous flash intersect to my brain Empty eye - sockets glare What want the yellow bone - say to me ? Ah ! master of knowledge, ah lucifer ! I have this lies sick of neek ! Add up their deceits It is impossible Already decay their frocks We filling barrels with brimestone Bring full hods - of poison ! Lucifer's silver sword Flying silent night I hold it in my hand ! We mustn't be knock down Burning black candles ! Second prince of eternal darkness ! Today light his weapon It knowledge heat to me ! Golden throne turns to ruins