Darker By Design - My Shrine of Flesh lyrics

Let the burial rite be read, the funeral song be sung Who shall sing the requiem wrought by the spit of sorrow’s tongue? An emptiness befell me, before the hollowed husk the darkness bore Whose hallowed soul ensnared by the tempest of night’s plutonian shore Was it amour that enthralled me or was it madness that implored My revelries, most appalling, within her cadaver I explored I squandered the beauty that haunted the harrowed dark Sordid – my touch that ensnared her buried heart Oh, how the dead doth sing for you, my darling Those nights I dreamt away I lost myself when your golden eyes fell to grey Prayeth for morrow to deliver me from thy d**hly queen Oh, what horrors hath thee, the exalted seen For thine eyes I loved now ebon as the plume, the ravens wore Deliverance, I shall ask – nevermore Let the burial rite be read, the funeral song be sung Who shall sing the requiem wrought by the spit of sorrow’s tongue? An emptiness befell me, before the hollowed husk the darkness bore Whose hallowed soul ensnared by the tempest of night’s plutonian shore Oh, how the dead doth sing for you, my darling Those nights I dreamt away I lost myself when your golden eyes fell to grey Oh, how the dead doth sing for you, my darling Those nights I dreamt away I lost myself when my sodden eyes fell unto your grave