Suidakra - Banshee lyrics

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[Music & Lyrics by Suidakra]

That is not dead

which can eternal lie

yet with strage aeons

even death may lie

H.P. Lovecraft

I bewail my destiny

a foible of mine

but her voice tortures my mind

I yearn for her bosom

I fear her sway

my eternal blemish

is her embrace

She whispers : chose a realm -

these two are the preferred ones:

Hell - where your soul reduces to ashes

Heaven - where you?ll be drowned