Reason And Sense

	To you, creation's Mighty principle, Matter and spirit, Reason and sense. To you my daring Verses are unleashed, You I invoke, o Satan Monarch of the feast." [Taken from the "Hymn to Satan", Carducci]
	No human breath below (him)
	No pleasure for the lust
	No martyrs for the
	Crhist Just hate and pain and dust
	Gold dust in a cursed land
	A black feather dances so fast
	An angel is falling down
	The true reason no one knows
	Reason and sense "I die everyday and everynight I rise Searching the hideout for my pale light The sky cries its shiny lies The truth is my pain The doom is my life"
	God's kiss on his spirit lays
	The rocks of hell his grave
	No time for choice no time
	From flesh to dust his way
	Flame's crown the crown of
	Christ God kills his son his priest
	No prayer for the deads tonight
	A tempest meshes clouds of rain
	A clown dances with his mask of pain
	A crow screams on a nameless fate "I die everyday and everynight I rise Searching the hideout for my pale light The sky cries its shiny lies The truth is my pain The doom is my life