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Then I die in a crimson world from behind Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky
Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my Acts As an angel tempted by The lust for the deformed Lashing out the depths of a being Lapsed from the azure, fallen Into the slough, where no eyes can penetrate As a soul under a spell Futilely searching for pleasure, in vain
Then I die in a crimson world from behind Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky Above the lights of loneliness, my tears flow out of my eyes As the blood of Christ stains my hands
Caught in a crystal conquest Seeking for the pearls of life Plain emblems of a luxurious fate
Sombre and lucid exchange In a heart that has become its own mirror A well of truth, clear though black, a torch of grace
Drink the chalice Raise our flag to the livid star, an invincible reflection of bizarre
Caught in a crystal conquest Seeking for the pearls of life Tremble, livid star! Resound, immortal drums of the bizarre
Sombre and lucid exchange In a heart that has become opaque A well of truth, clear though black, a torch of light
Tremble, livid star! Resound, immortal drums of bizarre Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my Acts. As an angel tempted by The lust for the deformed Lashing out the depths of a being Lapsed from the azure, fallen Into the slough, where no eyes can penetrate As a soul under a spell Futilely searching for pleasure, in vain
Our consciousness in evil Pirouetting through the gloom Our consciousness in evil Evil
Pirouetting through the gloom, Our consciousness in evil Our consciousness in evil
Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my Acts As an angel tempted by The lust for the deformed Lashing out the depths of a being Lapsed from the azure, fallen Let my body wither away Scarlet will acrimoniously wrap my enigma A last elevation until I die Farewell to heartlessness
Then I die in a crimson world from behind Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky Above the lights of loneliness, my tears flow out of my eyes As the blood of Christ stain my hands
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