(
Jennings/
Dorrian/
Bianco)
Here, gibbeering alone... oh the earth and the heavens, they so tire me, tomorrow
¹sdreams encased in a velvet sanctuary. The crumbled throne of worldly gain, is gloryforgotten, and now just nothing remains.
Chorus :
We
¹ve come too far, we are so close, one soul, inside, one forever weeping. As the vainmorning dawns all life fades away, you can take me now, beyond the violet veil, andwhatever flames the night in these deeds I¹ve done. In fate
¹s control, at last my time hascome.
Chorus
Death is death, the little host that squirms, smell the dark - the coffin
¹s closed, and I sosoft - ooh so soft, no movement, and no breath, no ears, no nose- no eyes. Death isdeath, in life
¹s sepulchre - no sight, no sound, no cry, and always... always... death isdeath, yeah ! (
Alive again) Eeeaaergh - damp skin in greying sheets, decaying bedabsorbing me, bleached white ceiling above - dehydrating visions of love. Vituality slidesback down the walls, saturating the velvet floor, numbness writhes in all I adore, wastinghere, can
¹t see the door...
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