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