Текст (слова) песни: Crimson Moon - The Withering Rose Of Purity
Into the Moonless night I spit forth the venom of thy spell. A curse unto thy Adversary whose essence, shall wither away. ... and so shall the Rose of Purity, wither.
I am the freezing touch that takes life away, I am the one whose soul is unclean. A master of dreams, awakened to the night I haunt the Astral and reap the mortal life
Through the moonlight`s mist I come to your soul and beseech you with the kiss of bitterness and woe.
Below the depths I dwell, in lust for the crimson sin. As the rose purity turns to ash, I remember the taste of blood in my mouth.
Veiled by the Night I enter your soul, which withers from purity I defile I am the dreams of lust and desire, a demon of sins of the flesh. Cold as the Winter`s breath, Internal as the forbidden wine.
The virgin flesh of a maiden, like the flowering white rose. Defiled by the lust which hungers, penetrated in a thirst for sin. To be one with Darkness, I transcend.