In the singing, shattered midnight. By the coral sands of. time. Through the bloody gates of heaven. Past the sentries in my mind

Bring about the change so quickly. Bring about the terror's night. Bring about the blood of lovers. Bring about the smell of fright.

I see you watching where I walk. Through the moonlit jasmine field. Listen closely as I talk. About the stars and their overs past.

Past fields of poppies, burning bright. Into towers of Blackened Bone. Follow me, Bastard of Caine. Come with me, I have no home

As I drain your life's blood sweetly. As you sigh into my warm hands. As I suck your madness neatly. Streaming down like crimson bands.

I dance the dance of fools. And pray you find me mad. For if you lay hand upon the root. You'll know me without illusion. And find me guilty of the truth..