Burning lips on ice cold skin
Fever shining through my sin
These centuries bear forgiving
Of new devotion
In the loneliness of fear
In the silence of dark years
From desire to my destiny
We never waking
With the eyes of blind we’re searching
For holy grail
Finding blood from blood in pray
We must believe in nothing
In the virgin’s flesh moaning
These centuries five christening
Of darkest ocean
Will thy name sacred be
Your blood crucufies me
For silence is thy victory
We have to forgive
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