Watain - The Child Must Die lyrics

Ageless Though merely a child Tall has grown thy shadow For every sun must set Eventually And every child of fire Must die to be free Far beyond the grace of god The tiny tomb's prepared "LIBERATUS EST" The silent stone declares Pluck now the rose, the child must die Pluck now the rose and leave it on my grave to dry In sackcloth and ash, so let us mourn In sackcloth and ash, sleeps the newborn The fear of change is the fear of d**h That fear is the pain and the pain is the wreath of thorns now placed upon thy brow A twisted cross 'neath which burden we all must bow For you my child, comes the cursed phantom carriage, alas, the hearse Follow I must not, this ride is only meant for you Ever dark lay the lands you're going to In the belly of Moloch, the child must burn Into the fires, it must return Mind not the tears, the child must die Release the self, Strangle the I Pluck now the rose, the child must die Never to know, the reason why Mad burn the fires, so dies the child Bittersweet, the fumes shall rise