Murdering the beast inside through time Abandoning memories Extracting claret Squelching life
If we die before the dawning hour Grant one more moment of lucid ardour
If we die before the dawning hour Grant one more moment of lucid ardour And the time of indecision Before the nothing struck Before the river drained
Bleeding in graves Aching under Impassive tongues Blessed ignorance Shaped to the sunrise Painted slumber Forget what matters Awake to grey
This brain is chaos crawling Crippled on all fours The face belies lividity Migrates through pores
If we die before the dawning hour Grant one more moment of hated adoration
If we die before the dawning hour Grant one more moment of lucid ardour And the time of indecision Before the dull hath struck Before the vigor drained.
Bleeding in graves Aching under Impassive tongues Blessed ignorance Shaped to the sunrise Painted slumber Forget what matters Awake to grey
Mourn in wrathful agony Mourn in wrathful agony? For fate's return to forever renew The face of erudite, a plea to end The face of erudite, a plea to end evading Mourn in wrathful agony Agony?