Lyrics
Angel s trumpets, morta holding the thread taut
ferox intoxication
angel s trumpets
a sunrise just around the bend
morta holding the thread taut
the flame i lit sheds white light on her face
are all i can hear
rinse my veins utterly the river lethe
In her sweet waters i forget, what should i forget
Perhaps this river will pull me to the sea, rinse my veins utterly the river lethe, i cross myself and kneel down
I choose oblivion and i am free, a sunrise just around the bend, your shears steely and so bright
but i am endless with
Mysterium tremendum, mysterium tremendum
Do you remember, and to her depths my spirit falls
Ferox intoxication, angel s trumpets
In her sweet waters i forget, do you remember, the flame i lit sheds white light on her face
Crippling choice, what should i forget
i will choose to remember
I cross myself and kneel down, what should i forget
do you remember
My thread taut, the river lethe gently calls, mydriasis photophobia
rinse my veins utterly the river lethe
We sailed through those days immortal, i will choose to remember
Cutting the years i ve left, this life of deep regret
the river lethe gently calls
what should i forget
The flame i lit sheds white light on her face, every face of every person
open my eyes i chant your name
The river lethe gently calls, do you remember, my thread taut
What should i forget, cutting the years i ve left, perhaps this river will pull me to the sea
angel s trumpets
But i am endless with, a sunrise just around the bend, i will choose to remember
Your shears steely and so bright, i cross myself and kneel down
I choose oblivion and i am free, the river lethe gently calls
too much revision
A sunrise just around the bend, i sing of the past but am
Your shears steely and so bright, ferox intoxication
We sailed through those days immortal, no whisper of death
I choose oblivion and i am free, i cross myself and kneel down Assembly, i am bound to a world that is wrought
perhaps this river will pull me to the sea
No whisper of death, mydriasis photophobia, i choose oblivion and i am free
I choose oblivion and i am free, the river lethe gently calls
I cross myself and kneel down, we sailed through those days immortal
the blood drips down her face
i am bound to a world that is wrought
i recall and yearn for the time that
i cross myself and kneel down
No whisper of death, your shears steely and so bright, the blood drips down her face
Mydriasis photophobia, rinse my veins utterly the river lethe, i cross myself and kneel down
i cross myself and kneel down
No whisper of death, a sunrise just around the bend
morta holding the thread taut
