Lure My Spelled Emotions Bishop Of Hexen текст и слова песни

"As the streaks of fog & dust fade

A sight of grey ashes & soft limbs cut

The cold steel weapon, bleeding the emotion

Is the weight of pain on an old heart"


Sour blood streams freshly from my caged soul

The strange apathy of the sky-shameless to weep

How was I betrayed-my faith was so pure

The hate I resent-stalking blasphemy may be the cure


From falling steep-a broken man in guilt

To become fulfilled-from the vows to the dark needs


The winter strips the human shell from it's virginity

The winter grows & nourishes towards a dark-melancholy

The castle of trust & faith crumbles, and creates the path

The path on which will lead him from the relic of the past


Oh, god of harmony & filth

How the fresh air creates music

Blister, bitterness they ask

The witches have done their task

To seize an emotion and then, to cage it in your palm

Vexatiously trespass and pull it out of my poor, vulnerable heart

That material, which emotions are made-of

Replenish that morose void with repertoires of treason


"I anoint thee to scar the spring"


I caress the exact spot, which I once assaulted