(Jennings/Dorrian/Bianco)
Here, gibbeering alone... oh the earth and the heavens, they so tire me, tomorrow箂
dreams encased in a velvet sanctuary. The crumbled throne of worldly gain, is glory
forgotten, and now just nothing remains.
Chorus :
We箆e come too far, we are so close, one soul, inside, one forever weeping. As the vain
morning dawns all life fades away, you can take me now, beyond the violet veil, and
whatever flames the night in these deeds I箆e done. In fate箂 control, at last my time has
come.
Chorus
Death is death, the little host that squirms, smell the dark - the coffin箂 closed, and I so
soft - ooh so soft, no movement, and no breath, no ears, no nose- no eyes. Death is
death, in life箂 sepulchre - no sight, no sound, no cry, and always... always... death is
death, yeah ! (Alive again) Eeeaaergh - damp skin in greying sheets, decaying bed
absorbing me, bleached white ceiling above - dehydrating visions of love. Vituality slides
back down the walls, saturating the velvet floor, numbness writhes in all I adore, wasting
here, can箃 see the door...
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