Malice Through The Looking Glass Lyrics
For restlessness plagues me....I am assailed by a spectre profounderThan hatred and grief or the sum of their hideous crimeI shalt suffer this confessional mimeAwaiting the sun to set, crimsoning seasOnly once it is dark doth my misery ceaseShe died to a sky dressed in flameEyes full of curses for her killers by choiceWho fell to their god o'er her vision and voice"I am as dusk come to ravish the light"Steal me from their stares and mute christ into night"I will answer thy prayers"If thou Wouldst drink of my life....
Cradle Of Filth Malice Through The Looking Glass
