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  • ne obliviscaris şarkısı.

    ghosts of porcelain waste
    the innocence in faith
    through translucent eyes
    in shifting shades of pale upon pale
    writhing across the neverwhere

    haunting reflections of the mirrored void
    is this the end of everything we love?
    the wounds of life weaving the loom
    dwellers in the deep… worlds entombed

    of all the fragile, their desolate veins
    ravenous hearts, euphoric suffering
    poison of the well, where the black tongues sing
    intra venus quickens
    a curse of life
    bequeathed, gorging sanguine like cancer
    they prey for blood, wretched are the gods
    for the stillborn suns of never
    they are the severed
    the lifeline to end forever

    lanced, earthen flesh of enslavement…intravenous
    descending liquid shadows, all entwining
    their distant sights weaving the loom
    dwellers in the deep... drift below

    to the ferryman's drains
    seek a cure for the pain

    the end of all we love and lust
    in tainted flesh of doubt and corruption
    is it too late? will death be my lover?
    will death be my lover?
    and into ribs... crib, cradled, caressed
    a moment between black talons, blessed
    consciousness, a breath... regret
    clarity come forth, is there salvation?

    haunting reflections of the mirrored void
    is this the end of everything we love?
    wounds of life wield the strength to rise
    dwellers in the deep, dream of hope, only hope

    the end of everything we love
    the end of everything we love