Were saints immortal were slain
Infinite day expelled by night
And pleasures unite in pain
In this land without delight
Thousands of candles glow
Within their flame of misty light
My blood will always flow
Drown me in the crimson sky
And utopian disease
The spirit of all life will die
Hail the godless seas
Repeat first
Come burn with me
In the oean so deep
The mirror of our soul
Burn, burn with me
Drown me in the crimson sky
And utopian disease
The chaos of heavens die
Will fall into the seas
There's a land without delight Were saints immortal were slain Infinite day expelled by night And pleasures unite in pain In this land without delight Thousands of candles glow Within their flame of misty light My blood will always flow Drown me in the crimson sky And utopian disease The spirit of all life will die Hail the godless seas Repeat first Come burn with me In the oean so deep The mirror of our soul Burn, burn with me Drown me in the crimson sky And utopian disease The chaos of heavens die Will fall into the seas Explain Request ×
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