Lover Of All

Face The Apocolypse

You Fade Away Under The Black Rain

And Flowers Remain



Flowers To Step On

Flowers To Burn



Am I Ready For The God Below

Red Flesh To Penetrate My Skin

To Steel My Soul Away

To The Grave I Seek

Until I'm Feeling Weak



But There's Fire

In My Heart, In My Eyes

In His Body, In His Eyes

And In His Lovely Kingdom