Atropos

Desire, that burns inside me
Howls, wants us to have
A besetting sin
Take my vicious hand
Step with me into the circle of delight
Cross the river of lust
Break the border of fervourland
I am the fallen angel
The fall on the range of death
For ages
Desire - older brother of Love
So resemble closely to each other
Both taking the mind
Both scraping against madness
Irrational
Irreligious
Is Love worthy of our blood
Is Desire worthy of our lives
Giant roses blow on the slopes
Of the fall on the range of death
I am the fallen angel
Whos fallen for ages
Trying to catch the thorns
Necklace of fustiness winds
Around my neck
I suffocate with my involucre
Jobs turtledoves call me
To Love and
[ Desire Lyrics ]