They came to me one night of spring,
I welcome them with tears in my eyes
They spoke for the pain, they spoke for the loss..
With tears in their eyes
They told me of Paradise and Ararat
and why the moon is always sad
They showed me slaughtered children
and men with spider lust...
I suffer - You suffer, embrace the wolves and drink red wine
Sooner or later their tear you apart, beautiful leper with no heart,
your death is pure art...
I know you very well,
you are the serpent, you are the y
You move from one place to another
with no respect for the ghost called soul
So I decided to open my eyes and see with my ears
...and see the sickness from deep inside..
And this is sad...This is sad..
This makes me the animal i am...
I hate - You hate, embrace me and drink red wine
As i stab you with the blade, beautiful leper with no heart,
your death is pure art...
I suffer - You suffer, embrace the wolves and drink red wine
Sooner or later their tear you apart, beautiful leper with no heart,
your death is pure art...
