歌词
Her scent comes to me
As the night breathes
Her countenance grave
A waxed pallor, that lays every tomb open to the sky
So she sees and ever watches
The stars revolve and dance for her
A velvet dream of crimson revolt
The rites of all... deliver her kiss to me
I ascend... erotic misery
We are blood to the bloodless
We are honour to the honourless and
We, We are gods to the godless
Gods to the
Godless, Honour to the honourless,
Blood to the bloodless.
The cruel day; it hurts my eyes... for it is night
I ever long for
If sorrows sweet gifts have offered me thus
I am all that has been and cannot refuse
As her smile has ushered in the night
So many countless times before
I hear a foot on the stair...
I turn and she is there.
With all the gifts of the grave to offer me
How can I refuse
A graven idol such as thee
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