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I'm not knight or less but this is my undoing
To wear the murder of my love
For so long I've studied to be noble but if I can't
Then I can't long adore
Now that this passion I must rid of all
No advice to do a vow of a so called state of peace
Yet a lassitude of death
Deformed by failed confess
And besides, secluded she was martyred, the deacon
Divinity and lust are forever forbidden to meet
But I promised they would befall the final
The final reprise
Chained and coiled I emerge in the kingdom of it
Chained and tormented
Faith
And we were born in the dark
And the roses of war
They are covered with thorns
To avenge her
Ever splendour
As surrender
All the days I've been begging and torn
To resurrect the pride of a chariot mourn
Vacant nightmares
And the winged words
To an oath that they took with the
Heretic dreams
To end the fall of her disguise
Shadows are blind, mine eyes deceive
The meat that is their congregation
Oh the creature, the lie
But this is before rape and war
Charming the serpentine
Sweet and the carnal
There's no note that's even frozen the prey
The sacrifice that is blood and profane
Now is killing crucifixion
Feast away diety
From her return, I tore her vassal banner from its height
Clashing with the witching hour
Use the veil of day and night
Thick on the night
This obsidian light
Is a martyr whom the casters
Tug upon like ghostly pipes
Head on to bluster
The whisper of delight
Dance this to fruition
Darken thee to burn with might
And that's that I have lain
Paying the service to shame
But through dreaming of thee I regain
A reason to see life again
Oh
There is light, the divine
For our two nature is sin
Disgust in the flesh of these white
And I have casted over my sins
The world of the golden pages
White foxing is their assumption
The world of the body bashing
Can't die in the midnight of
Sin
From temptation's peak
We will see the world unfurled at last
Now the wolves of time
That stalk mankind shall be
As one in reprieve and bask
Oh
I'm a raging death, oh
A path of blight to be
A sign of white roses in bloom
A twisted ward will be
A crown upon a dead man
Daylight crucified, it's me
I must ride this crypt and rise
From the memory, the cross
And we shall dance amid the ruin
As Adam and Eve fall
Dizzy at the falling star
That burns your soul in front of our bimbo
If all must we die for this moment
Then it shall be so
For our souls have crossed oceans of time
They clawed one another
And I could be swayed to make damn me
Call
The chalice of God's grace has let me down
To the niggard god never writes words
To the niggard god
And we were born in the dark
And the roses of war
They are covered with thorns
To avenge her
Ever splendour
As surrender
All souls in the dead to rot
All the days I've been begging and torn
To resurrect the pride of a chariot mourn
Vacant nightmares
And the winged words
To an oath that they took with the
Heretic dreams
To end the fall of her disguise
And shadows are blind, mine eyes deceive
The meat that is their congregation
This god she will go again
With the beast from Armageddon
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