The Art of Blood Hunting Lyrics


Eternal hunger rose me again

Dispelling dreams with the smell of thirst

Under the rotten floor of church, frozen in sin.

Where light hid me from centuries, from fallen priests

Where the smell of saint-sinful flesh saturated the air

Let my non-life be your agony.

Thy black wings anguishing the sleeping time

Where my freedom will be their damnation

Will anyone stand on my way?

Dissolving the last breath in my slumber

Will he pray to the creator for the second chance

Too young to die and see him?

Every time it gets more painful

To see the millions of lost sheep

Preparing to die for a crumb of dark bless

Waiting for me as for their savior

How can such a pathetic flesh gain immortality?

The Halls are gleaming with millions of lights

Doomed for heavens too like entertainments

I’m in bowls of wine, lights of candles, whispers of lovers

Looking for the only virgin in crowds of vice

Dances in the thunder of heartbeats change

Marble ice of hands. I’m alone again.

Sun rays are dancing on stained-glass windows

While my body is becoming an alabaster

Eyelids are closing, bringing thoughts to the dark.

There were times, when I was the same as all of you

Child of the sunrise and daylight.

And above me the wine is flowing upon the altar

As the fair God forgives all sins.