Son Of Lilith - Coroner

I’m coming out of the void

Along a spiral trace

Escorted by a thousand souls

Remembered but still unknown…

I don’t need wings

To reach the sky

And I don’t need hands

To hold you tight…

My youth’s my defense

And pureness my weapon

I’m Lilith’s son

I’ve got the moon in my veins…

Son of Lilith

Son of Lilith

You don’t have to listen

To understand

And you won’t find words

If you want to explain…