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