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