Moonchild (Smith/Dickinson) Seven deadly sins Seven ways to win Seven holy paths to hell And your trip begins Seven downward slopes Seven bloodied hopes Seven are your burning fires, Seven your desires I am he the bornless one The fallen angel watching you Babylon, the scarlet whore I'll infiltrate your gratitude Don't you dare to save your son Kill him now and save the young ones Be the mother of a birth strangled babe Be the devils own, Lucifer's my name Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream Moonchild - open the seventh seal Moonchild - you'll be mine soon child Moonchild - take my hand tonight I count the heads of those unborn The accursed ones I'll find them all If you die by your own hand As a suicide you'll be damned And if you try to save your soul I will torment you - you shall not grow old With every second and passing breath You'll be so alone your soul will bleed to death The twins they are exhausted, seven is the night Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite Seven angels seven demons battle for his soul When Gabriel lies sleeping, this child was born to die One more dies one more lives One baby cries one mother grieves For all the sins you will commit You'll beg forgiveness and none I'll give A web of fear shall be your coat To clothe you in the night A lucky escape for now young man But I'll see you damned in endless night. |