Burning skies over Thyrrenian Sea Death rains obsidian ashes Dyeing the quarters of Rome In a sanguine light Incense playing with pestitentia
In the ancient gear of time Hides a holy parasite Conjuring seraphic wheelworks
Paint a reflection in my iris And let me hear the sound of blood
Who are you sweet miracidium Get off possessed premonition Excise the thing Like a nail out of my wound Unsaintly inoculation
I'm a jigsaw fallen down Missing parts were never found We're drowning in holy water
There's a reflection in my iris Christus - Sanctus - Me vocat That helps me to hear the sound of blood Scriptum - Divinum - Illuminat Tears are the noeses of water A God's distillation of the flood
Now I can see the sun arising And I can feel the sound of blood Tears are the noeses of water God's distillation of the flood
Burning skies over Thyrrenian Sea Death rains obsidian ashes Dyeing the quarters of Rome In a sanguine light Incense playing with pestitentia
In the ancient gear of time Hides a holy parasite Conjuring seraphic wheelworks
Paint a reflection in my iris And let me hear the sound of blood
Who are you sweet miracidium Get off possessed premonition Excise the thing Like a nail out of my wound Unsaintly inoculation
I'm a jigsaw fallen down Missing parts were never found We're drowning in holy water
There's a reflection in my iris Christus - Sanctus - Me vocat That helps me to hear the sound of blood Scriptum - Divinum - Illuminat Tears are the noeses of water A God's distillation of the flood
Now I can see the sun arising And I can feel the sound of blood Tears are the noeses of water God's distillation of the flood
