Funeral Fornication - Beneath The Oak lyrics

rate me

was a ravenous creature

In the orchard of rotten bloom

Under a witch's spell

Whispered on the winds of doom

On the gilded forest bed

I enchanted, slept alone

A silver moon befallen

Awoke runes on magic stones

The roots of darkness run strong and deep

Tangled through fathoms of pagan soil

A myriad of buried evil men

Give lifesblood to a forest's toil

In rain on weatherworn stone

The nocturnal do not rest

Night workers of Terra

Crawl forth from your nests

Beckon to the wind

Hear the sound of trees

Silence is never still

With whispers on the breeze

Within the woods I dwelt alone

Far away from the burdens of man

I have made a Heaven of Hell

Beneath the oak I slept forever

And dreamt my vivid dream of death

Beneath the woe I withered away

Within my heart there is a void

I attempt to fill with pain

Within my mind, absolution

Beneath the moon I wept forever

Though the rain did not wash away

Beneath the skies I died