Blood drip the veins Warm down fallen
tresses Blood stains the pale cool parched
lungs Bloody upon the new fallen
wisdom Bloody collision of mindless
faiths
Warm I'm on a nine day fall I
Luciferi Warm I'm only half-way warm I
Luciferi
Blood touch the lips Flow down
hot like whiskey Moon burning red in place of
the sun Insolent wisdom denied through the
aeons I Luciferi, resistance of one
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