Beneath a Bronze Sky

Awaiting the dawn...

Lilith my bride... a love of sin so deep

wounds of lust won't ever heal

Stigmata... I yearn for thy crimson taste

rape my senses... upon your cross I'll weep

but shall this longing ever satiate

I writhe, I twist... convulse in ecstacy

bring me to ritual, bring me to life

fornicate, profanate, procreate...

spawn of he who am I

eternity for your touch I pray

it is nights as black as these who have made me

am I to pay the wage of sin?

beyond the stars a fire shall burn for me

I turn my face to a new age

lucifer. what tidings doth thou bring?