She's gone Forever Through the infinite abyss No longer together But I will continue her work In the void I will seek A mournful benediction, from the apparition Sacred words, I will speak Text tell of contrition, bedeviled contradiction Wielder of torment I detest what you have became Once great bringer of the psalm The emboldened one By the flame, I prayed to Raum To my dismay the crow will not speak To me Abandoning The oath of the black ink That's etched in skin I bled for you Beleth Paid in skin and dreams I bled for you Prayed to the monarchy for the truth False gods, a pitiful trinity With no claim to divinity All you did was lie to me Why did I believe in you Kings of nothing False gods, and kings of nothing How could I be so mad Drunk with grief, insanity Willing to do anything I've built your monuments Sacrificed the Blood that consecrates those grounds I've become a pitiless servant broken Manipulated by the morbid Hollow in my mind When my hands touch the fog Vengeance on my tongue Spewing venom from the sinners psalm Talk to me, again My Darling, apparition in the fog I fell for it What a fucking fool! The lies are so clear Lighting candles, cultist rituals Procuring bodies To begin stitching the infernal being together As it lays Light as a feather Stiff as a board Lured By unearthly oath held by false Gods. Lies There won't be rest or peace
Bullshit Gathered At the alter of these fucking bastards I've become a pitiless servant broken Manipulated by the morbid Hollow in my mind When my hands touch the fog Vengeance on my tongue Spewing venom from the sinners psalm Talk to me, again my Darling Mournful Apparition Black magic The red sabbath Inhabits To become decay The Zealot Break me Bend me No more I, The Mournful Bring death right to the feet of a god Saturn, Jupiter, Satin No matter thy name I shall rain my vengeance Upon the legions of hell, heaven, or earth I'll ring the bell, let decay its knell Willingly I'll breathe in The sulfuric haze (To resurrect) My darling Just grant me the sense To hear through the sheets of cold Recompense With the end I can't tear myself away from the fog Catatonic existing near death I live close to decay I live close to decay I Write To you, My Darling Decay"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
