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Masked For Death Lyrics - Singles - Faerghail

Skin so cold as the october sun 

A murderess veiled in black 

Her dance like the flaring flames 

Once enchanted me with her embrace 

Forevermore and never to fade 

Her quest to burn in a fiery shade 

She was the spawn of evil within 

With divine grace a martyr of sin 

 

See that silhuette where the towers aloft tall 

See her there where horizons' fall 

No tears shall be shed for her death 

For to the memory of those dreams we shared 

And when the autumn reaped near 

Her gardens bloomed in a crystal flare 

How shall weep the ones of little faith 

They shall feel the wrath of my deathmask's hate 

 

Only nighttime cold grant her life 

Benighted the days for the devil's bride 

Her beauty in death never unseen 

Hollow illusions of before been 

 

See that silhouette where the towers aloft tall 

See her there where horizons' fall 

No tears shall be shed for her death 

For to the memory of those dreams we shared 

And when the autumn reaped near 

Her gardens bloomed in a crystal flare 

How shall weep the ones of little faith 

They shall feel the wrath of my deathmask's hate 

 

In oblivion I crave for my torchlit shadow 

The last torment for this grieving world below 

Gone forever flown away with the ravens 

Crushed the inner rose by fear and anger 

 

Skin so could as the october sun 

A murderess veiled in black 

Her dance like the flaring flames 

Once enchanted me with her embrace 

Forevermore and never to fade 

Her quest to burn in a fiery shade 

She was the spawn of evil within 

With divine grace a martyr of sin 

 

See that silhuette where the towers aloft tall 

See her there where horizons' fall 

No tears shall be shed for her death 

For to the memory of those dreams we shared 

And when the autumn reaped near 

Her gardens bloomed in a crystal flare 

How shall weep the ones of little faith...