All life dies as icons rage, white are the pages beyond Unwritten are the screams, of hate... Of pain... Of misery Of devildom falls, life is severed With whispers the curse, to such seduction Weeping to the sound of a grand black piano Blood in the lungs As watery valleys Over angel tongues One by one theyre falling, every note spatters Veiling the ivory teeth, the mourning anthem gathers Blood in the lungs As watery valleys Over angel tongues To a drowning finale Memories within Requiem for all, the scarlet tears Blood in the lungs As watery valleys Over angel tongues To a drowning finale Memories within The smell of rain Within the heavens of all black hell Stirs the passion all gone Screaming of life and time taken Open and taste the blooded land... A pale horse rides as the winds cadence Galloping keys encore, this is transcendence A tear streaked face of stain and rust To challenge the scarlet omnibus... ...The memories are all that remain In heartarche with the smell of rain...
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