Blackened Weave - The Drowning

in agony

all earthly bound

with all our hurt

indifferance i’ve found

turned from the dance

stripped of all worth

in black ecstacy

we call out her name

for their crowns reach into the air

for their voices drain into despair

far from their gaze

we have fallen

far from our gods

who cower within

holding the dying

in fingers so frail

craning their heads

in naked disgrace

bearing the slain / the faithful

spiteful and bound / and shameful

feeding the weave / their feasting

the blackness decayed / and wasteing

goooo…

sinister soul

seemstress of shame

shatters the skies

unleashing the slain

bask in delight

be blissful be damned

pour in the black

with purest of hands

blackened in agony we have fallen

blackened weave my agony