Tristesse, I came through lust I has been light in all over the dusk You crept in my disease by Nightmare creation, and I was mesmerized Tonight, as Phoebus slept in curse of earth Your fingers swarm like fears to me You're as a leech to all my jugulars Before last breath and agony...
(You lit the Death For me by purple season, So, dance in my epitaph...)
The final words with poisoned kiss For hallowed dream (bury me your razors) The raven's unsung poem That never you heard (buried beneath your razors)
Glory to nothing, You craved me your eyes With mortally sick shine That's get me up from my Hell
That's get me up from my Hell
The final words with poisoned kiss For hallowed dream (bury me your razors) The raven's unsung poem That never you heard (buried beneath your razors)
An empty heart will be the sufferbound In suicide procession... A sound of relief Will be a muffled by dream's rest... You see When wind begins blow off the ashes From my remains in moonlight shed, You're hearing my far voice is calling Your name from the hollow...
The final words with poisoned kiss For hallowed dream (bury me your razors) The raven's unsung poem That never you heard (buried beneath your razors)