Forgotten songs they chant —
They spin in their dance of woe
"Bless the night undone beneath our feet
Audacious moonlit fingers sneak
To strip her off her veil
Holding our breaths, we give in to sweet decline
Blunted our senses, yet somehow they're sharp as a knife
Falling
Strident shrill
Falling, soaked in this pallid light... "
Taste
The blood once spilled devours your insides
Serids you raving mad
In the reel
The procession of faces cluts misshapen
Though weary feet don't carry you
Get in the ring and dance
The swirl of shapes and shadows you
Get in the ring and dance
Though weary feet won't carry you
Get in the ring and dance
The swirl of shapes and shadows you —
The endless circle
Palsy
Swept away in boundless waning
Waning...
"Curse the ground beneath our feet
The pallid touch of moonlight etches deep
It etches deep...
Blessed be anguish that we feel —
What goes around comes around eventually
Time seems quite a trickster
Are we but a hoax?
Holding our breaths, we give in to sweet decline
Blunted our senses, yet somehow they're sharp as a knife
Falling
Strident shrill
Falling, soaked in this pallid light... "
Though weary feet don't carry you
Get in the ring and dance
The swirl of shapes and shadows you
Get in the ring and dance
Though weary feet won't carry you
Get in the ring and dance
The swirl of shapes and shadows you —
The endless circle
Palsy
Swept away in boundless waning
Waning...
Over the mire, the emerald lights Forgotten songs they chant — They spin in their dance of woe "Bless the night undone beneath our feet Audacious moonlit fingers sneak To strip her off her veil Holding our breaths, we give in to sweet decline Blunted our senses, yet somehow they're sharp as a knife Falling Strident shrill Falling, soaked in this pallid light... " Taste The blood once spilled devours your insides Serids you raving mad In the reel The procession of faces cluts misshapen Though weary feet don't carry you Get in the ring and dance The swirl of shapes and shadows you Get in the ring and dance Though weary feet won't carry you Get in the ring and dance The swirl of shapes and shadows you — The endless circle Palsy Swept away in boundless waning Waning... "Curse the ground beneath our feet The pallid touch of moonlight etches deep It etches deep... Blessed be anguish that we feel — What goes around comes around eventually Time seems quite a trickster Are we but a hoax? Holding our breaths, we give in to sweet decline Blunted our senses, yet somehow they're sharp as a knife Falling Strident shrill Falling, soaked in this pallid light... " Though weary feet don't carry you Get in the ring and dance The swirl of shapes and shadows you Get in the ring and dance Though weary feet won't carry you Get in the ring and dance The swirl of shapes and shadows you — The endless circle Palsy Swept away in boundless waning Waning... Explain Request ×
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