Then I die in a crimson world from behind,

Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky.



Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my acts

As an angel tempted by

The lust for the deformed

Lashing out the depths of a being

Lapsed from the azure, fallen

Into the slough, where no eyes can penetrate

As a soul under a spell

Futilely searching for pleasure, in vain.



Then I die in a crimson world from behind,

Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky.

Above the lights of loneliness,

my tears flow out of my eyes

As the blood of Christ stains my hands.



Caught in a cristal conquest

Seeking for the pearls of life

Plain emblems of a luxury fate.



Sombre and lucid exchange

In a heart that has become its own mirror

A well of truth, clear though black, a torch of grace.



Drink the chalice

Raise our flag to the livid star,

An invisible reflection of bizarre.



Caught in a cristal conquest

Seeking for the pearls of life

Tremble, livid star !

Resound, immortal drums of the bizarre.



Sombre and lucid exchange

In a heart that has become its own mirror

A well of truth, clear though black, a torch of light.



Tremble, livid star !

Resound, immortal drums of the bizarre

Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my acts

As an angel tempted by

The lust for the deformed

Lashing out the depths of a being

Lapsed from the azure, fallen

Into the slough, where no eyes can penetrate

As a soul under a spell

Futilely searching for pleasure, in vain.



Our consciousness in evil

Pirouetting through the gloom

Our consciousness in evil

Evil



Pirouetting through the gloom

Our consciousness in evil

Our