Thy Wings, Thy Horns, Thy Sin کے بول

Rise up the horns of sin The caves of the cursed I have seen Where mortals' souls covered with the temple of sin The strength of demons I feel Ceaseless passion to restrict And wicked angels surround me Burning me with their fiery wings Who shall dare to join them in To stain his soul with the aura of grey And when the flame of wings remain Seeking the golden fountain Oh God chase me Oh God save me Who shall sink them to the bed Painting the sea with the colour of red And when the flame of wings remain Seeking for golden fountain Oh God chase me Oh God save me Who shall dare to join them in To stain his soul with the aura of grey And when the flame of wings remain Seeking the golden fountain Who shall sink them to the bed Painting the sea with the colour of red And when the flame of wings remain Seeking the golden fountain