Nephtys - ...yet The Choirs Of Vendetta lyrics

Secret envy Their statues Lie Shattered... Like crystal chains that bind the vain in myriad egos lost A roaring mechanism An engine of sorts Pounding without Rest Burning Fed with chaos And Beauty A fragrance of the dead The flavour of decadence Upon the gypsy's lips Shivering in Paradise... Their delusions to the furnace Stripped of pride Drenched in shame Flesh and filth Innocent Thespian, of what speakest thou? A furnace burning Fed with chaos And beauty Rustling leaves upon concrete Dancing like mice to the flute In grand bewitchment Yet the choirs of vendetta shapeless, in shrouds Praising the Unicorn and the Trinity As they stumble and fall, maintain postures of Gala Shading the ridicule of a gla** arena And a stringed Minotaur A roaring mechanism An engine of sorts Pounding without Rest Burning Fed with chaos And Beauty