The Wanton Blades of Lust How a man may fall, how a maid may crawl Long and bitter ages bound How I plead my sin into the ground My soul ached forth the nightmare from my lips Torment unending from judgement unsparing Steadfast am I here in Hell While your liquid hate devours my flesh Watching the chosen, treading the hallowed path Light ones, you never falter The bread of virtue melts in your mouths Such pure souls, you enemies of the earth All my life I cursed the blood in my veins All my life I ripped the flesh from my bones All my life I warred with the scarlet hordes All my life I shattered every last stone For I looked into the mirror of desire Dared to touch the mystery And the dew of mercy kissed me not And the shadows breathed of my eternal pain So I ask again, from the mouth of despair Which is the greater disgrace? The flesh of sin, so weak and corrupt Or the spirit and its holy disease? All my life I cursed the blood in my veins All my life I ripped the flesh from my bones All my life I warred with the scarlet hordes All my life I shattered every last stone All my life I cursed the blood in my veins All my life I ripped the flesh from my bones All my life I warred with the scarlet hordes All my life I ripped the flesh from my bones I warred with the scarlet hordes I shattered every last stone.