the flaming sights I've walked that dreaded mile. Religious fragmentation I gasp another line. So be it This place turns to dust. So be it Our blood turns to rust
smell coming from behind the trees makes me sick it bring sflash backs from the past haunting me reddish gold and silver a hint of rust and blood my
're being lied to... You're being lied to... By the ones that you once trusted, Promises have slowly rusted Into what resembles just Another pool of blood
And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide Slick rifts twist obsidian thighs Hymeneal gates to darker sides A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies Midian Haunted
, haunting my soul. In my veins I've felt the mystery Of corridors of time, books of history Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood
the delta sun She's wakin' up to blues an' she's on the run That land is old And it's haunted by a ghost in the chains of gold blood chains Babe, I
Alive with music, haunting my soul. In my veins I've felt the mystery Of corridors of time, books of hisotry Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood
And in their dance, in trance I've prised wide Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs Hymeneal gates to darker sides A glimpse of plinths where Midian lies Midian... Haunted
will be revealed As it conquer its cause Exploring the pleasures of flesh The structures all clad in black Ruins metal rust Blood mixed dust Ruins metal rust
and make it look like love Make it hang from the heavens Make it break my trust Make it real, make it dangerous Make it out of the rust and make it passionate
haunts your native place And suck the life of all thy race Slaying ones daughter sister and wife At midnight drained the stream of life Wrapped in fear, cold blood
