Lyrics

Body of lust in the admiring night
Naivete holding sway
Petals adorn a vigil in form
Disregard who called it art
Green on red guards a terminal spark
The screenplay kiss subdued abyss
Fallen spores to the forest floors
On icy slopes the faun elopes
Too old for the loss to suffice
Too young to pay the price
Too good but for a roll of the dice
Humanity held in a sacrifice
On the altar at the graveside
Of the wild

Pageants of horns, the rough beast adorned
To sing electric, no artifice
Nom de plume the lamb has assumed
Blood and rust inside of us
Summoner cause to a drowning applause
Pass this up
To take this cup
To take this cup
Too old for the loss to suffice
Too young to pay the price
Too good but for a roll of the dice
Humanity held in a sacrifice
On the altar at the graveside
Of the wild

Here lies something else
Here holds a space in sky
Here poses something more

From pillar to post with a brutalist host
Shabby tomb of whose and whom's
Kneeling before angelic voices to roar
Murmurs spectral fail to answer
What dark cloud would be held astounded
Light transom in captive ransom
El plasma impregna el metro fantasma
Caótico y agitado

Too old for the loss to suffice
Too young to pay the price
Too good but for a roll of the dice
Humanity held in a sacrifice
On the altar at the graveside
Of the wild