Thy Wings, Thy Horns, Thy Sin

Rise up the horns of sinThe caves of the cursed I have seenWhere mortals' souls covered with the temple of sinThe strength of demons I feelCeaseless passion to restrictAnd wicked angels surround meBurning me with their fiery wingsWho shall dare to join them inTo stain his soul with the aura of greyAnd when the flame of wings remainSeeking the golden fountainOh God chase meOh God save meWho shall sink them to the bedPainting the sea with the colour of redAnd when the flame of wings remainSeeking for golden fountainOh God chase meOh God save meWho shall dare to join them inTo stain his soul with the aura of greyAnd when the flame of wings remainSeeking the golden fountainWho shall sink them to the bedPainting the sea with the colour of redAnd when the flame of wings remainSeeking the golden fountain