Murdering the beast inside through time
Abandoning memories
Extracting claret
Squelching life
If we die before the dawning hour
Grant one more moment of lucid ardour
If we die before the dawning hour
Grant one more moment of lucid ardour
And the time of indecision
Before the nothing struck
Before the river drained
Bleeding in graves
Aching under
Impassive tongues
Blessed ignorance
Shaped to the sunrise
Painted slumber
Forget what matters
Awake to grey
This brain is chaos crawling
Crippled on all fours
The face belies lividity
Migrates through pores
If we die before the dawning hour
Grant one more moment of hated adoration
If we die before the dawning hour
Grant one more moment of lucid ardour
And the time of indecision
Before the dull hath struck
Before the vigor drained.
Bleeding in graves
Aching under
Impassive tongues
Blessed ignorance
Shaped to the sunrise
Painted slumber
Forget what matters
Awake to grey
Mourn in wrathful agony
Mourn in wrathful agony?
For fate''s return to forever renew
The face of erudite, a plea to end
The face of erudite, a plea to end evading
Mourn in wrathful agony
Agony?