Tekster:
Funeral Yearning For Heaven

entwined In bitterness and sweet bliss Raining tears Lay me in the earth And from my flesh may voilets spring Silently within myself I weep in sorrow For

entwined In bitterness and sweet bliss Raining tears Lay me in the earth And from my flesh may voilets spring Silently within myself I weep in sorrow For

Should I ever fall blind For though thy flesh haunts I keep also in mind The stampede of clouds From Dusk's predatory sky Purple versed like the funeral

shalt wilt, unseen Save for twin black eyes that shalt come to take My soul to peace or Hell for company" (To peace or hell for company) My soul to Hell

'm the silent cyclone the silent medicine This killin' is fillin' my cup to brimmin' You obey while I betray I taste and die heave and cry Yearn for one

Should I ever fall blind For though thy flesh haunts I keep also in mind The stampede of clouds From Dusk's predatory sky Purple versed like the funeral

Enclasp this awful demon I?ve made my home be my gallows Part III (In that way the oracle was right, for no soul ever yearned again after that clandestine

Should I ever fall blind For though thy flesh haunts I keep also in mind The stampede of clouds From Dusk's predatory sky Purple versed like the funeral

soul Should I ever fall blind For though thy flesh haunts I keep also in mind The stampede of clouds From Dusk's predatory sky Purple versed like the funeral