Come death of dearling. The claws of the raven hold fast. Oh, enticed and starving. A lustful revenge to the last. . Unlight flood, the seeker's eye. Unlight flood, the seeker's eye.
Devoid of life. Far from the strengthening force. From which it feeds. The unbroken silence swear allegiance to thee. Behold the answers that darkness sets free.
Come and dance through my vanity's hall. Welcome to my exhibition. Ornaments fall. The fate of my art, condemned. . And the creative seed. That grows to the tune of the harvest song.
Silence in shivering solitude. Obligations pressure for all to bear. All the pitiful answers, the innocent lies. Can mere words fill. The emptiness from which I fed?.
Strange love dance, the dividing line. The dividing line. . We shall burn, we shall burn the earth. We shall burn, we shall burn our lives. . For the tallest tree shall battle most.