Virgin black piosenki

How many times will I look at you? Allured by the scent of your death And the savage priests, to a suffering soul, Exult in a strangled song. I am soothed from anger into sorrow, As they knot their wreaths against my limbs. Help me understand the stench in my...

Dies illa, dies irae Dies illa, dies irae The hour is at... Loss and grief in chorus chime forth their canticles Loss and grief Dies illa, dies irae The hour is at hand Sorrow ever awaits on joy, Domine Sorrow ever awaits on joy Judgement is at hand...

A child was born in silence And winter rose to clothe itself With a voice of one who weeps I curse this memory You held the hand of hope With glory's wreath And deceiver's promise The vows your lips have sworn Tomorrow wear decay Stifled sobs Bow to cold laugh...

Wearing robes of solemnity My senses stand erect This moment I am solitary As you watch me, eyeless Observe a brutal face I need silence, I need to be alone Look at me My bony fingers wrapped in rags I am pursued and love is withered My eyes will see, if my sp...

We fell in love, with dust in our lids And the pain of a severed soul We lowered our heads and lifted our face Placed our bodies in celebration On the lips of a mutilated man I carry the bones of a deformed child And my own polluted breath I speak the old man'...

The hour of parting is at hand sorrow ever awaits on joy and has rendered me to (pieces) drink me deep o death devour cover me with darkness paint me like death I drown in rememberance Sorrow ever awaits joy and has rendered me to (pieces) Requiem, K...

Sorrow ever awaits on joy and has rendered me to pieces You who must stoop to view the skies Stoop amongst the dying Libera eos Domine Stoop to slake this thirst My sorrow can no more lament There is no arm to cling to Stoop to slake this thirst I silently...