Mors Syphilitica - Below The Baleful Star lyrics

rate me

The warm tears fall

To trample them

Beyond the folds of light

The salt dries white

Beyond the deepest mouth

Now- the salt falls away

Silence I laid

On your wound

Cast your arms to me

Stretch your limbs

Falling afternoon

Silence I laid

On your wound

There must be

A crying night

The warm sun falls

To trample them

Beyond the shafts of light

The hall of night

Below the baleful star

Now the dark sires dreams