Song | A Bouquet of Blood For Skull |
Artist | Leviathan |
Album | Tentacles of Whorror |
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Crush the dried petals of roses that bore light | |
Brandishing talons at the sun | |
Yawning and empty the petals wither | |
Only grayed stem remains | |
Revive the silence that the stars will again shine | |
Weep not for chalice and not for lurking inspiration | |
But for relief from grace, finally with grasp | |
Constellation |