It would be a crime not to go mad
Not to scratch your eyes and paint the world red
Of the deeds and of your unspoken soul
The shadows that pa** through and shroud our lives
Sisters of our pains
Dance with loss again
Trapped in black bred earth
On the day of our birth
A hole burnt in the ground
Tames the setting sun
Where gods and demons wed
Embrace your weeping end
A garden of mythic and timeless hosts
Where madness unfolds and others are lost
Sisters of our pains
Dance with loss again
Dressed in lightless earth
On the day of our birth
A hole burnt in the ground
Tames the setting sun
Where gods and demons wed
Embrace your weeping end
Darkened Stones rising high
Monuments watch patiently
Graven eyes calling nigh
And Noone will miss thee
Sun’s grown cold
Night’s born untold
Deepened soil surrounding you
Obscuring what you used to be
Befriend the ender that stands above
And Noone will miss thee
In fires lord cried
Sightless dawns belied
Right beyond your sanity
Lies Ancient burial grounds
Ever black
Trees without a sound
Waiting for the murder pacts
Signed by unknown sins
Feasting lovers
Old departure hymns
Blood drops sing
The unmarked
Graves fall
You should be theirs
Blood sings
The unmarked graves
Souls fall
You belong to them