I wish upon a star
And think of all the things
I should have asked
Instead, I let the moment pass
And now I'm bleeding
On her faded photographs
Tears
So hard to swallow
Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I should have followed
My inamorata to the grave
Uncertain words my heart denied
Now seem so trival
I lost all the night she died
Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice
I remember then
When the Atutumn moon
Would turn us back again
We'd laugh and bask
Amidst the underworld of men
Both citing Baudelaire
As our immortal saviour
Tears
So hard to swallow
Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I hould have followed
My inamorata to the grave
Words are so benumbing
In my head, I hear the drumming
Summoning, the dead are coming
From fetid crypts my lips create
Now grave powers start to rise
Deflowerers shall suffer
Those witness to your sacrifice
Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice
I think upon our time
Those golden summers
Of love echo so sublime
As do winters drinking
Too much festive wine
Now the seasons shift
Neath a creeping mist of horror
Malfeic entities
I call upon thee
Vibrating cosmic threads
With shredded flesh
Manifest destinies
For those opposing me
Everyone is killable
Some just choose a vulgar death
ow we will see
What terrors shall be
The dark crimson sea
Drags the sun to oblivion
Faced demons
Arousing fire with tongues
Laced with vicious memories
Spatter twisted trees
Rape is returned a thousandfold
In the garden of unearthly delights
Only when their minds lie in ruin
Will I then hand them the knife
Towers fall like broken skies
Crashing through to Hell
Where amid the debris, angels writhe
Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice
Death left me hopelessly blinded
Resigned to the wrongs of his design
I will never be alright
Never be alright
Never see the light
That shone in the heart of heaven
And think of all the things
I should have asked
Instead, I let the moment pass
And now I'm bleeding
On her faded photographs
Tears
So hard to swallow
Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I should have followed
My inamorata to the grave
Uncertain words my heart denied
Now seem so trival
I lost all the night she died
Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice
I remember then
When the Atutumn moon
Would turn us back again
We'd laugh and bask
Amidst the underworld of men
Both citing Baudelaire
As our immortal saviour
Tears
So hard to swallow
Sorrow bleats and leaves me hollow
Empty years, I hould have followed
My inamorata to the grave
Words are so benumbing
In my head, I hear the drumming
Summoning, the dead are coming
From fetid crypts my lips create
Now grave powers start to rise
Deflowerers shall suffer
Those witness to your sacrifice
Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice
I think upon our time
Those golden summers
Of love echo so sublime
As do winters drinking
Too much festive wine
Now the seasons shift
Neath a creeping mist of horror
Malfeic entities
I call upon thee
Vibrating cosmic threads
With shredded flesh
Manifest destinies
For those opposing me
Everyone is killable
Some just choose a vulgar death
ow we will see
What terrors shall be
The dark crimson sea
Drags the sun to oblivion
Faced demons
Arousing fire with tongues
Laced with vicious memories
Spatter twisted trees
Rape is returned a thousandfold
In the garden of unearthly delights
Only when their minds lie in ruin
Will I then hand them the knife
Towers fall like broken skies
Crashing through to Hell
Where amid the debris, angels writhe
Lies!
She is alive!
Beneath the ice
Only darkest mirrors crack this
Curse
And I, immersed
Invoke the worst
Blackest Magick put to practice
Death left me hopelessly blinded
Resigned to the wrongs of his design
I will never be alright
Never be alright
Never see the light
That shone in the heart of heaven