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1. AUTOMN CASKETS As the seasons turn grey She arrives on the winds of fall A seductive temptress Of undying perfection And she sits in a throne Upon a mound of corpses An exquisite phantom Among the grinning dead Misery - Bathed in burning twilight A shadow of the afterlife Passing through This mortal fog alone Seraphim harlot or Daughter of brimstone and fire? Forever silent she tends To the Autumn Caskets She stands at the Threshold of oblivion, weeping Shaking a fist At a broken heaven ***** 2. AND THE MEEK SHALL INHERIT NOTHING The weak shall perish by themselves, And the meek shall inherit nothing Forever to wallow in the filth, Brought on by their self destruction I can hear your selfish desires, Calling to me within the shadows I hear your pathetic woes, I’m your god! Follow a faith hung on rusted nails, Take the hand of pious torture Try to lick your wounds, As your own faith damns you I can hear your selfish desires, Calling to me within the shadows I hear your pathetic woes, I’m your god! (lead-Steve) What does one hope to gain? By following blinded eyes Oh rapturous Lord of Silence… (lead-Steve) What does one hope to gain? By following blinded eyes Oh rapturous Lord of Silence… I can hear your selfish desires, Calling to me within the shadows I hear your pathetic woes, I’m your god! ***** 3. DREAMS TO DUST Shattered dreams cut like broken glass And the hope that sprang eternal Now turns to dust My despair is winters bitter litany Softly singing of sweet self-deceptions hold I am one with the murderous dark And with these vengeful hands I shall shed divine blood Oh Father...let me breathe So I may curse those whose god is love And as my final testament I shall bring the dusk that shall know no dawn Even the spirits behind the shadows Whisper my name in fear ***** 4. THE NIGHTMARE PASSAGES Far beyond the realms of reason Long before the dawn of time A tyrant sleeps Within his ashen keep And deep within the halls of flesh Bound unto the altar of deceit Death moans For the king without a throne Not dead but dreaming Lumbering up from the darkness Wings of vengeance spread Over seas of bone And what took aeons to create Shall crumble and burn in moments paroles ajoutées par IllusionLord - Modifier ces paroles
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