Pale and dark she is waiting…Cloaked in a black velvet fleece
Cold and harsh she is ensnaring…All the lost and lonely souls
Waking up alone I miss thy smile
Thy scent of jasmine still haunts my mind
I could see the universe in thine eyes
Like a trail of falling stars I wipe my tears away
Within her she carries…All the torments of the world
Within her she buries…All the agony of life
I yearn for thy tender touch, thy soft whispers
Our silent moments that meant so much
Thou divine light chased my demons astray
Thou accepted my differences, my imperfections
Hear me…Give me…Some of thy pain born in false illusions
See me…Trust me…With all thy woes guarded in seclusion
Emotions chasing…Her solitary state
Laying on a barren field…Reverie of her next prey
Hear me…Give me…Some of thy pain born in false illusions
See me…Trust me…With all thy woes guarded in seclusion
TRISTITIA! DOLOR! SOLATIUM! SANAT!
Drown yourself in wine in hope to forget…TEMPUS EST AGONIA!
I ll be there waiting when it lose its effect… TEMPUS EST MALEDICTUS!
I ll whisper in thine ears souvenirs and regrets… TEMPUS EST REGINA!
Don’t thou know it already? I thrive on thy…Misery…EGO SUM SERVIS!
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024