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
   I'm on a nine day fall
   I Luciferi
   Warm
   I'm only half-way 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 aeons
   I Luciferi, resistance of one