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...