a thorn of war Jeweled in their own blood Yarns of fugitive elements In distance to the thorncastle Empire bricks thrown to the soil Sharp and poisonous
] I may have wasted the years And swallowed my tears, I ride the circle of pain I live in the warmth of my fears Drowning my flesh with my poisonous
to start somewhere Newspapers entertain Lion tamers die in pain This child wise beyond words Whose tears flow without cease Newspapers entertain Lion tamers die in pain This child
, Goliath dipped in slip shy posture conceived evening So I feed idea turn sun dial to bastards son adopt the reroute dreaming Oh I'll ride the plain
I was born in the light of a fullmoon And baptised in the sacred blood of an angel Raped the holy deity and slayed a new born child I ride the wings of
[Music: Sammet & Ludwig / Lyrics: Sammet] Good intentions pave the way of the human child Heading for the fork as you walk the path of life A spell cast
Born into darkness in Saturn's sight Riding the night like the wind Ripping the heart form a world that is right Treading the borders of sin. Child of
my head open and looked in the mirror and saw my brain Wonder why I'm like an icicle? At 5 I was hit by a car riding my tricycle A hit and run son
the river and away for a beer Don't worry too much, they don't live around here And the poison seeps into every pore Every child's eyes, every innocents
At Lunarville 7, down at Airlock 3 There lives the old magician called Infinity Sweet father of illusion, child of the stone The Astral Wizard Master
child don't die don't let her taste your blood mountains and valleys are calling your might Gargoyles and wizards prepare this last ride Mystical
in the mirror I try to get the steam to fog it out But I just can't get it clear Oh and I can't stand what I'm feeling It's just like poison in my veins
I'm the meanest man that ever had a brain All I scatter is aches and pains I'm carbolic acid and a poison face And I stand flat-footed in favor of crime
If your mother had her druthers Won't be riding with another rolling stone If these bitches had three wishes, You'd be busted up with stitches comatose
burn into ashes and dust And rain will turn all that glitter to rust One last pill for the pain Sit down, let me explain... Why my bruises stay My child
I'm the meanest man that ever had a brain, All I scatter is aches and pains. I'm carbolic acid, and a poison face, And I stand flat-footed in favor of
known it I'd never get very far Ever since we've met you've been a hungry and a restless child You're just like your father You know he's got a poison