And now I’m breathin’ in your corpse,
callin’ from you. . .
A fadin’ of an eerie glow
cellers out of sight,
lanes, lanes ! . . . . . callin’ !

I’m madly lustin’ your haunted haze,
enchanted, fading soul,
I feel an ooze inside my hands
shakin’, bloody blaze, eyes, cries !
Calling you. . .
Now !

These night shades rise up behind
snakin’ on my limbs, limbs !
With murky whisper roamin’ mist
you are my hideaway . . . . .
Mine !


. . . . . Silences into, cover me,
like a tongue in, this still of life . . .
Coverin’ your feelin’ through might,
lickin’ your blood with my sighs.


So that I can breath all your flesh.
Christen my haze !
With your grim captivatin’ call
balefires and gale
writhe, writhe . . . callin’ !

And now I’m breathin’ in your corpse. . .
Come and get me !
I feel an ooze inside my hands
shakin’ and bloody blaze, eyes, cries !
Callin’ you,
Now !

These night shades rise up behind
snakin’ on my limbs, limbs !
With murky whisper roamin’ mist
you are my hideaway . . . . .
Mine !


. . . . . Ominous sin, became true daydreams
daunt me made of mist of grace.

Recallin’ me back to life
recallin’ you back to life. . .