Sanguinem

Oh, our poor nobility of blood Sprung from the first, ye banished one of endless thirst I give shapeshift-blood from naught Carnate, incarnate, be it memory or thought SEMJÂZÂ, SÊMIÂZÂZ, SHEMYAZA Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe I supplicate my soul and close my eyes Thou art my lust Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yours For I walk Thus I am Though I become Yet I arise A soldier of heaven with fiery shine For thou art a living luminaire In the inverted eyes of mine SEMJÂZÂ, SÊMIÂZÂZ, SHEMYAZA SEMJÂZÂ, SÊMIÂZÂZ, SHEMYAZA! Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe I supplicate my soul and close my eyes Thou art my lust Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yours Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe I supplicate my soul and close my eyes Thou art my lust Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yours