Darker by Design - My Shrine of Flesh

Let the burial rite be read
The funeral song be sung
Who shall sing the requiem
Wrought by the spit of sorrow's tongue?
An emptiness befell me
Before the hollowed husk the darkness bore
Whose hallowed soul ensnared by the tempest of night's plutonian shore

Was it amour that enthralled me or was it madness that implored
My revelries, most appalling, within her cadaver I explored
I squandered the beauty that haunted the harrowed dark
Sordid - my touch that ensnared her buried heart

Oh how the dead doth sing for you, my darling
Those nights I dreamt away
I lost myself when your golden eyes fell to grey

Prayeth for morrow to deliver me from thy deathly queen
Oh, what horrors hath thee, the exalted seen
For thine eyes I loved now ebon as the plume the ravens wore
Deliverance, I shall ask - nevermore

Let the burial rite be read
The funeral song be sung
Who shall sing the requiem
Wrought by the spit of sorrow's tongue?
An emptiness befell me
Before the hollowed husk the darkness bore
Whose hallowed soul ensnared by the tempest of night's plutonian shore

Oh, how the dead doth sing for you, my darling
Those nights I dreamt away
I lost myself when your golden eyes fell to grey
Oh, how the dead doth sing for you, my darling
Those nights I dreamt away
I lost myself when my sodden eyes fell to your grave

Written by:
Rudy Hernandez

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