Without Delight - Sacrilege

There’s a land without delight

Were saints immortal were slain

Infinite day expelled by night

And pleasures unite in pain

In this land without delight

Thousands of candles glow

Within their flame of misty light

My blood will always flow

Drown me in the crimson sky

And utopian disease

The spirit of all life will die

Hail the godless seas

(Repeat first)

Come burn with me

In the oean so deep

The mirror of our soul

Burn, burn with me

Drown me in the crimson sky

And utopian disease

The chaos of heavens die

Will fall into the seas