Liberation (Hieros Gamos)

I hear the sound of the dumb men

And their sighing's causing cramps in my flesh

I guess the dreams of the blind ones

And their visions are causing tides in my veins

And through the marching hearts I steal away

What a stupid love I found

And through the marching hearts I steal away

What a stupid love I found

I gasp for liberation

I'm deviating from the love they urge

I foil my coronation

I'm separating what no hand shoud merge

I guess for liberation

I guess for liberation

I feel the heat of the dead men

And their hunger's causing pest inside me

I smell the lust of the strange men

And their passion's causing marks on my tongue

And through the choking skin I steal away

What a stupid love I crammed

And through the choking skin I steal away

What a stupid love I crammed

I guess for liberation

I'm deviating from the love they urge

I foil my coronation

I'm separating what no hand should merge

I guess for liberation

My liberation