Reason And Sense - Theatres Des Vampires

«To you, creation’s mighty principle

Matter and spirit

Reason and sense…

…To you

My daring verses are unleashed

You I invoke oh Satan

Monark of the feast…»

No human breath below (him)

No pleasure for the lust

No martyrs for the Crhist

Just hate and pain and dust

Gold dust in a cursed land

A black feather dances so fast

An angel is falling down

The true reason no one knows

Reason and sense

«I die everyday and everynight I rise

Searching the hideout for my pale light

The sky cries its shiny lies

The truth is my pain

The doom is my life»

God’s kiss on his spirit lays

The rocks of hell his grave

No time for choice no time

From flesh to dust his way

Flame’s crown the crown of Christ

God kills his son his priest

No prayer for the deads tonight

A tempest meshes clouds of rain

A clown dances with his mask of pain

A crow screams on a nameless fate

«I die everyday and everynight I rise

Searching the hideout for my pale light

The sky cries its shiny lies

The truth is my pain

The doom is my life»