Fall from the skies, dizzy and find my end
To the beverage of the vengeful beast condemned
I was restless through the unfruitful light
But I have searche the brazen gates of night
Father in Hell, to whom my strenght belongs,
My loves, my wars, all my wisdom and my songs,
With nothingness before me, and alone,
To then what hope of answer shall I turn?
I asked for wine, but he gave me bloodto
Quench my desire, and raise methe divine
Bless my waking, from the fiction of god,
My salvation and last companion, wine
For he was given the unthinkable task
Of bottling much of hidden truths in a flask
And compelling all enlightenment distilled
To one mysterious ardent sphere greatly filled
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
