Alpha Noir

Red meat is the inner shrine of our immortal soul The heart breaking out illusions of innocent blood Desire is pain Eating away the worm in the brain Our flesh burns in mysterious ways Gray matter is the unholy clay of our address on earth Frontiers

I am thinking vultures, ripping the flesh Smashing the bone I am thinking hailstones shot to the head Making the giant fall I am hearing pipes, the pipes of Pan I know it's wrong I'm hearing lies, lies of man They're written in the stars above! So cr

White skies roar with battle cries White Skies - Moonspell Haters meet, lovers die White skies roar with battle cries Haters meet, lovers die And I and I wait for your touch now My flesh in yours and yours in mine Once again I am raising my blade Thi

Ipso facto, axis mundi Sandtime bled , die for the truth Drop of plague in the vein of the crowd One will be enough to suffocate The misery this world has turned into Ergo a cabeça sim, mas apenas para sentir A lâmina fria que me beija a nuca Ipso fa

And then the wine as if his blood And then the cracks as if was cruelty By her lips his words are swallowed Her tongue a blizzard No reflection in the mirror, no resistance! The skin gave the lamb away The stars are hiding in the shade Sweat running