Whispering softly from deep in her tomb I hear it each night in my dreams "Cast off your skin, be set free from the lie- Mortal flesh cannot contain you"
Tormented thoughts hearing only the voice Deaths voice known only to me Patiently waiting in her place of rest I must join her eternally
Writhing inside, the voice of the dead I heed its call, when it whispers to me
A crypt in the church yard, unused for so long I break all the locks in my way Cut my wrists deep and I peel back the skin Consumating my new life
The musk rises in and i'm drunk on the fumes Tasting the air as I breathe Now at her side, caressing my bride What's left here is all that I need
Burning inside, compulsion driving me I take its hand, and from her I feedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
