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A Rose for the Dead

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Жанры : gothic metal female fronted metal metal gothic doom metal

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oh - my dearest; the sweet music in the ear -
albeit, daresay I, the lullaby of an everso dark sleep.

my precious,
likest thou what emergeth yon the distant?
the throbbing and breathing of life`s machinery!

wanion its oh so damndest soul!
with the devil-instrument it we shall reap,
after the banquet obscur`d in our thole,
its blood so lovingly across our faces smear

lord of carnagel,

lady of carnagel,

one funeral maketh many,

swarm god`s acres;

two indeed more:
blest treat of delight -

give praise for the blood it bled,
grant a rose for the dead!

grant a rose for the dead!

enraptur`d by the timeless beauty of the
shadowsphere,
we two abide the overlook`d time of the watch.

make this cherish`d feast last
but until the new dawn ascendeth.

be still - harken the lure of night!
bale in each its damndest shadow,
cloth me in night, ne`er fell rue,
in its face, behold! naught save grue.

pray, ne`er come hither daylight!
velvet darkness, thee we ourselves bestow!

wane to dust the wight,
misery it in velvet fright

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