Fallen - Now That I Die

Текст песни

So fragile
Like swords of glass
How I hurt
Now
Bolt my hands
That no pain may grow from them
Hold me
Pain drowns in your arms
To mourn is a virtue
Mountainous waves
Oh wielder of tortures
Overflow in madness and in dark
Seething under skin with boiling wounds unleashed
That which kills the light and eats sunsets
Can I spill for you the grieving?
May I show you the splendour of dying?
Autumn of life is not as beautiful
As that I dreamt of
Nor the winter
As ruthless
Ashes to coal
Maketh my heart pour
Hold me
Pain drowns in your arms
Give me souls peace
Now that I die
Burn if thou wilst
Oh necrotic flower
I rest and covet no longer
The spirit flies
Mouth the chant
Mute and reeking
Snow-like passing on
What foul stench reels about you