Reflections Of The Coffin Lid Lyrics
Crouched in front of the weeping virginTrembling child absorbs the ghastly airAccustomed to divine subordinationThoughts of suicide race endlesslyReflections of the Coffin LidSubconscious images foresee the haunted dayThe urine of goats feed the nightmareInsects roam the surface of my bodyThis polluted art becomes an obsessionReflections of the Coffin LidCrouched in front of the weeping virginTrembling child absorbs the ghastly airAccustomed to divine subordinationThoughts of suicide race endlessly
Grand Belial's Key Reflections Of The Coffin Lid
