Theatre Of Tragedy - A Rose For The Dead
Oh - My Dearest; The Sweet Music In The Ear - -- Albeit, Daresay I, The Lullaby Of An Everso Dark Sleep. My Precious, Likest Thou What Emergeth Yon The Distant? The Throbbing And Breathing Of Life's Machinery! -- Wanion Its Oh So Damndest Soul! -- With The Devil-instrument It We Shall Reap, -- After The Banquet Obscur'd In Our Thole, -- Its Blood So Lovingly Across Our Faces Smear -- Lord Of Carnagel, Lady Of Carnagel, -- One Funeral Maketh Many, Swarm God's Acres; -- Two Indeed More: -- Blest Treat Of Delight - Give Praise For The Blood It Bled, Grant A Rose For The Dead! -- Grant A Rose For The Dead! Enraptur'd By The Timeless Beauty Of The Shadowsphere, We Two Abide The Overlook'd Time Of The Watch. -- Make This Cherish'd Feast Last -- But Until The New Dawn Ascendeth. Be Still - Harken The Lure Of Night! Bale In Each Its Damndest Shadow, Cloth Me In Night, Ne'er Fell Rue, In Its Face, Behold! Naught Save Grue. Pray, Ne'er Come Hither Daylight! -- Wane To Dust The Wight, Velvet Darkness, Thee We Ourselves Bestow! -- Misery It In Velvet Fright
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