Fiend

Burning my soul,
Corrupting mind,
Stream of the glow
Crease can not find.
Hands dripping red — I saw it…
My cheeks were wet — I felt it…
On knees I fell — behind Past,
Which will be turned to dust!
Purchasing Pain,
Crushing Your will,
I dance in rain,
Rain that You feel.
Cilia’s breath — I hear it…
Price was the kiss — I taste it…
And proudly I stand -on feet now,
Laughing at «HOW?!»
The birth of new day
Will show the right path, which was yesterday wrong out and away…
You have Your own Faith,
But it can’t save Your sanctuaries 'cause I will lead You astray!
I walk ALONE!
I’m dead! I’m Fiend!
Scythe is stoned!
I’m dead! I’m Fiend!
Nailing yourself
To the vain cross,
Smelling the Death,
Game and Your loss.
Please, help me, God! — Fear drinks Your senses
Is it the mud?! — Blood mixed with Lie…
Where is defence? — Too mad glance…
That’s my Romance!
The birth of new day
Will show the right path, which was yesterday wrong out and away…
You have your own Faith,
But it can’t save you sanctuaries 'cause I will lead you astray!
I walk ALONE!
I’m dead! I’m Fiend!
Scythe is stoned!
I’m dead! I’m Fiend!