Of Suns And Flames — Thyrane

The black sheep of cosmology, awake! From your slumber of molten years Swollen are thy eyes of hate Of suns and flames and desert airs

See the hideous beauties in this world All withering lives and precious sins 'Tis the infernal divinity adored Of suns and flames no tears will swim

Smell the fiery liquid firmament Fading into darkness and oblivion Its perfume sweet as secrets Of suns and flames the reek of heaven

Hear the hearses haunt the souls And those little insects swarm A vacant world filled with holes Of suns and flames and nights so warm

Chorus:

Taste the lusts of the innocent And squeeze the pleasures out of passion Time has come without regrets Of suns and flames for the horned one