Sanguinem

Oh, our poor nobility of blood
Sprung from the first, ye banished one of endless thirst

I give shapeshift-blood from naught
Carnate, incarnate, be it memory or thought

SEMJÂZÂ, SÊMIÂZÂZ, SHEMYAZA

Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe
I supplicate my soul and close my eyes
Thou art my lust
Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yours

For I walk
Thus I am
Though I become
Yet I arise

A soldier of heaven with fiery shine
For thou art a living luminaire
In the inverted eyes of mine

SEMJÂZÂ, SÊMIÂZÂZ, SHEMYAZA
SEMJÂZÂ, SÊMIÂZÂZ, SHEMYAZA!

Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe
I supplicate my soul and close my eyes
Thou art my lust
Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yours
Draconis maximus DRACON MAXIM, mighty bringer of awe
I supplicate my soul and close my eyes
Thou art my lust
Take my breath, my sense of touch, for I am forever yours