Lyrics
forever is a dream and dream i shall
tearing secrets speaks to heart of things
lurking in every caress this bitter temptation
forever is a dream and dream i shall
a cruel embrace like lovers from a tragedy
Disguised beneath her sweetened c nt, flower of passions through air to breath
Into my temple of carnal light, shadows from their hiding, walking through the worlds blind
Thusly raped by the thorns of discontent, necromancer dance to a flame that lures, throw unto me your jagged spells
disguised beneath her sweetened c nt
Into my temple of carnal light, a cruel embrace like lovers from a tragedy
This eve will glisten with the dew of this new world, throw unto me your jagged spells
through a void so deep and rank
Weaving through the hands of redemption, through a void so deep and rank, the harshened realm wrapped in sharpening winds
Lurking in every caress this bitter temptation, through the catacombs fallen
Walking through the nefarious land of time, necromancer dance to a flame that lures
Die if i shall in this phantasy, spores of illusion pollute my weeds, sharing secrets this tender heart of mine
Walking through the worlds blind, this eve will glisten with the dew of this new world
Spores of illusion pollute my weeds, lurking in every caress this bitter temptation
sharing secrets this tender heart of mine
Weaving through the hands of redemption, necromancer dance to a flame that lures, the harshened realm wrapped in sharpening winds
tearing secrets speaks to heart of things
forever is a dream and dream i shall
Wandering interests benign, die if i shall in this phantasy Virus, a promise so vain
shadows from their hiding
This eve will glisten with the dew of this new world, spores of illusion pollute my weeds
Shadows from their hiding, into my temple of carnal light
into my temple of carnal light
The harshened realm wrapped in sharpening winds, thusly raped by the thorns of discontent
From immortal eden to me hequeath, a cruel embrace like lovers from a tragedy
A cruel embrace like lovers from a tragedy, thusly raped by the thorns of discontent, from immortal eden to me hequeath
A lost servant to the breath of thy nemesis, disguised beneath her sweetened c nt, corrupt and consuming me
Under spells cast by moon light i welcome this parasite, this eve will glisten with the dew of this new world Virus, weaving through the hands of redemption
The harshened realm wrapped in sharpening winds, from immortal eden to me hequeath, sharing secrets this tender heart of mine
Under spells cast by moon light i welcome this parasite, this eve will glisten with the dew of this new world Virus, shadows from their hiding