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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

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 shall 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 you youngman

But I see you damned in endless night.