Children of the Black Light

Will you follow us? When our path will be uncertain
And our arms too week to hold you up? Will you follow us?
Even if your breath is slow and your feet are too wounded to cross these peaks?
Can you see it now? Can you feel our tongues run over your tortured back?
Behold!
Behold!
Behold!
We are the children of the black light
We are the children of the black light
Will you follow us? But now it’s too late to caress him
When His heart is martyred by your betrayal and ignored by your ingratitude
Bent on his tears, bent on his torments. Those he’ll never donate to you
Each word of ours will be forgotten, each word of ours will be condemned
Behold!
Behold!
Behold!
We are the children of the black light
We are the children of the black light
Behold!
Behold!
We are the children of the black light
We are the children of the black light
Let me lick the black sun in your mouth
Let me fall in your black sun
Let me lick the black sun in your mouth
Let me fall in your black sun
Let me lick the black sun in your mouth
Let me fall in your black sun
Let me lick the black sun in your mouth
Let me fall in your black sun
Your black sun
Your black sun
Your black sun