Children of the Black Light - Spiritual Front

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