Amidst the Withering - Seraph Enslaved | Текст песни

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• Amidst the Withering
• Seraph Enslaved

My love, an endless seduction in a play of affliction. Embracing our sin to replace what we’ve lost.

You will feel my grievous touch, once again.



With your ephemeral breath witness you must heaven’s end. Portrait of a queen, perfection in flesh, my seraph enslaved.



Only through blood and tears can a vision of heaven reach us.

Where choirs of light sing our names, you’re an angel and I am god.



You would say anything and sustain these stinging wounds for the slightest hope that I might again know the bliss to chain you.



You would give anything, even step within your own tomb, just so I could hear your final cries end.



That we may find cataclysmic relief, you bleed within this aberration of our hearts growing decay.



When will I become at once undone, swallowed by your abysmal pains?

So close to the stars, yet heaven’s so far with you chained to me.



Seraph, I need you enslaved at the edge of life and you need me, your guide.