Nightmares on a roll The spirit of fear Has alighted here Mercy on your soul... This fright, crepuscular Is muscular with vitriol
Misericord I pass by as your shadow The ghostly burning arrow A marksman for your swerving heart
Misericord I support your faith When weary, in disgrace You fall to doubt and pull all life apart
On this mist-enshrouded pathway And through this hateful tarantella In this thin labyrinth of razors I shall grin, your soul's propeller
Misericord Respite from the grief These spiteful nightfall teeth Grinding minds to tiny pieces
Misericord Clockwork works the thief Like an ever-ticking beast Whose biting cogs self-denial greases
Drowned in alcohol Sirens of the deep Are demon forces Mercy on your soul... A life lived more monastic Drastic measures must extol
On this mist-enshrouded pathway And through this hateful tarantella In this thin labyrinth of razors I shall win, your soul's propeller
Bound to you like bloodline Familiar with the cracks The foul and fetid landscape Just off the beaten tracks Broods treacherous with sinkholes The moon is doused in tar And the fiend disaster preys upon This straight and narrow path
Like an ever-ticking beast Whose biting cogs self-denial greases
Misericord I free you of the bond To pain, now flee beyond The veil of Death Where peace holds reign
Misericord I'm the killing stroke The dagger in your throat Under the armour Calmer with its gain
Enemies take control The swarming hordes Have stormed the walls Mercy on your soul... Tonight I close your eyes Before the temple falls
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