4 Life I bring you moonshine
 4 Love I bring you pain
 4 Lust I bring you pleasure
 4 Roses I bring flame

 The face of Christ is burning from the barren kiss of man
 woman dressed in carnage finds salvation in my hands
 I fear myself in vengeance posing murder to relieve
 Who [bad word] all them legion when its Cesar I conceive?

 I have walked through love and fire I [bad word] to be betrothed
 With an angel dressed in roses made of ashes made of snow
 There are angels made of fire there are angels carved in wood
 There are devils forged of silver there are devils forged of gold

 We are soldiers of misfortune seeking salvage in the past
 Once we marched towards the future now we stagger in the past
 All the dreams we keep shall perish all the life we keep shall die
 As the flaming bird of Phoenix falls extinguished from the sky

 I withstand inside my circle in my fortress made of ash
 I detain my bride in bondage dressed in stockings licked and lashed
 We are legion we are neither we are ever bearing flames
 To ignite the cross of iron and revive the iron flame