Saint Spirit - My Favorite Lucifer

My Favorite Lucifer


Come on and make your wishes
The God of your desires
to fill you with mistakes
Covertly blessed

Crying for silver and gold, feed the ambition
Always unsatisfied, greed disguised as a need
Fatten the golden calf, building a new ark
enchanted with the magic words
Lucifer is taking the shape
of your selfish ambitions

Enemy walks, enemy walks around
So close, why so close?
Breaking down the door with no noise
Enemy walks, enemy walks around
So close, why so close?
To kill, to steal and to destroy
Private war!

Where moth and rust destroy
Treasures, stupids things that you enjoy
give a shape to your destruction
What your favourite illusions
coming from round the world?
And wander through it, and wander through it

Chasing the wind running in circles
Chasing the wind running in circles

Vanity of vanity, the scars of humanity
(x4)
Stone instead of loaf