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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
Warm
Bone burning grey
A stark cold existence
Son of rebellion cold parched lungs
I Luciferi, Damned to existence
I Luciferi, My blackness unbound
Warm
I'm on a nine day fall
I Luciferi
Warm
I'm only halfway 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 æons
I Luciferi, resistance of one
Warm
I'm on a nine day fall
I Luciferi
Warm
I'm only halfway warm
I Luciferi
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