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lyrics
Woe is me, my precious empathy unbound
My place of grievance - never to be found
Quivering earth, tempering cry
Nature awry
Red rivers run rampant, soon dry
To lament, to nurture, but why?
the sulfur and hesitant spark
illumination, sparse this dark
it often steals my breath
they say she's fallen to madness
I know madness best
We'll cast its presence in stone
Such countenance calls for a wondrous hand
my molded misery
my velvet wrapped
What benign benevolence!
Starve them of your voice and touch
Adorers of ashes past
A wilting eloquence
Like the camphor in their masks
A sip of ether to ease the mind
I can't quite recall
the pale host I once enshrined
Now by shadows defined
to ever think I once dreaded the arms of night"
Cradle me, oh sweet blasphemy
Often knelt at these fabled gates, curse these
Dawnless Days of vile peasantry
We'll cast its presence in stone
Such countenance calls for a wondrous hand
my molded misery
my velvet wrapped
In disgraceful stride,
I've seen them flee,
I've seen them break shackles of verity
When yet they swore
These boar
Cradle me, oh sweet blasphemy
Often knelt at these fabled gates, curse these
Dawnless Days of vile peasantry
We'll cast its presence in stone
Such countenance calls for a wondrous hand
my molded misery
my velvet wrapped
A sip of ether to ease the mind
I can't quite recall
the pale host whom I once enshrined
Now by shadows defined
to ever think I once dreaded the arms of night