Blood drip the veins

Warm down fallen tresses

Blood stains the pale cool parched lungs

Bloody upon the new fallen wisdom

Bloody collision of mindless faiths



Warm

I'm on a nine day fall

I Luciferi

Warm

I'm only half-way warm

I Luciferi



Blood touch the lips

Flow down hot like whiskey

Moon burning red in place of the sun

Insolent wisdom denied through the aeons

I Luciferi, resistance of one