Woe - My bride, whose side I'll never leave I gladly kiss her feet in adoration From her livid lips cries a deceitful hiss No love as gruesome, nor shame in our kiss ...in our kiss The sliding edge against our throats Whose glare we'll never see Her labor is the terror No man shall ever flee Poisoned, ill and wounded To her curse I'm drawn All I was - now gone Wounded, ill and injured Through the dark fulfilled All I was - now k**ed Are there memories still flaring Within begotten nooks Of values worth upholding By human hand composed? Come see their pillars falling And odious are the hooks That render life with wounds unclosed Behold the d**hlike triumph As pain transposed Behold the d**hlike triumph Unopposed! Shivering in fever and fear The ghost of life no longer here... Filling hearts with radiance Whose glare ignite the world And through the empty veins The fire glory once more swirled From soul to flesh it whirled! Her will is all I'll ever be Forever I'm drifting upon her storming sea Turning heaven's pride to dust By a single strike Every beacon burned And through each heart a hammered spike Ride across the fruitless skies Upon the steed of dearth Turn to grave both sight and dream As locusts pillage earth Poisoned, ill and wounded By the black enthralled Through my mouth - our dirge Poisoned, ill and injured Her every deed appalled Yet with the night I'll merge Yearning lips of sweetest d**h A sharpened arrow to her bow Foulness in the purest shape Highest peak and cruelest foe My gift to you is woe...