Poison Tears - Elvenking

The puritan filth, where ivy grows

The poisoned tear, the thorn, the rose

The sin, the pleasure, the sexual urge

Is what I choose for my last dirge

This is the day I’ll die

The scent of lust, my last goodbye

Devotion and distress — love and tempting flesh

Thousands battles I have fought

Like a falling Caesar now I rot

The night of the long knives — the weakness of our kind

A human messiah carrying the cross

Still to this day they follow an icon — I can’t believe it

Do you believe in the afterlife?

— I don’t!

An eyeball in the mouth of the snake is pouring poison

Every day I’m lost and found

Torn and beaten to the ground

Like a poison tear that falls without a sound

Crying poison tears

Every time I fall again

A paradox that has no end

Like a vortex turning circles in the sand

Crying poison tears

On lost occasion avenue

Satan’s fisting his way through

The false legion of the dead

Puritanie filth they spread

A headless rider I wanna be

To spew out all my anger

The seven deadly sins and the animal within

A human messiah carrying the cross

Still to this day they follow an icon — I can’t believe it

Do you believe in the afterlife?

— I don’t!

An eyeball in the mouth of the snake is pouring poison

Every day I’m lost and found

Torn and beaten to the ground

Like a poison tear that falls without a sound

Crying poison tears

Every time I fall again

A paradox that has no end

Like a vortex turning circles in the sand

Crying poison tears

Every day I’m lost and found

Torn and beaten to the ground

Like a poison tear that falls without a sound

Crying poison tears

Poison tears my eyes still cry

Pouring venom till I die

On that day you’ll realize it’s all a lie

Crying poison tears

Crying poison tears