Alchemy Sounded Good At The Time Lyrics - On Frail Wings Of Vanity And Wax - Alesana

'Tis the oldest story in the book 

He desires the one thing he cannot have 

My darling queen, I lay myself at your feet 

And I shall stay the hands of fate 

Wind cries out, heavens boil above 

Voicing discontent to my sins 

I have found the way to trick the ferryman 

I have deceived the ancient gods 

Cold flesh lends to me 

Its secrets for a price too high 

I shudder at what I have done 

Each day brings me closer to you 

My tragic victory 

Darling queen, I lay at your feet 

Chills take me as she wakes 

Throat gasps tainted breath 

I've reclaimed you my stolen bride 

Can your soul forgive my crimes of passion? 

I would not close the casket 

I'm so consumed by your pain 

Faint screams echo through the night 

Cold flesh lends to me 

Its secrets for a price too high 

I shudder at what I have done 

Each day brings me closer to you 

My tragic victory 

The pains of death can no longer haunt you 

As the dawning sky brings forth one forsaken thought 

Death can not win for I now dwell in the palace of decay 

And I shall stay the hands of fate 

Night descends, sinews twitch 

My pale queen finally stands 

To taste silent lips 

Now cursed with her love 

Cold flesh lends to me 

Its secrets for a price too high 

I shudder at what I have done 

Each day brings me closer to you 

My tragic victory