Conceived on the night side of magic
Woesome mother of all things tragic
Lifelong servant of wickedness
Embodiment of wistfulness.
Came as our collective madness
A midnight pariah, blackened messiah
She Is the knife frayed hearts need
They go dry unless they bleed.
She’s bringing tears to our drought lands
She knows no malevolence
She loves us and she understands;
Misery is mankind's quintessence.
Through our prayers - I will last
In every teardrop - I will last
As the black stain on my heart - I will last
Oh yes, sadness will last forever.
But we became the knife and learnt to be dire
Now we can keep each other’s hell on fire.
Her work is done so she kills her heart
In sacred suicide she depart
Returns to the land of shadows
For all mankind, as she knows;
Man only appreciates whats gone
Looking backwards to look upon.
Man only worships the dead
And only through worship her work will spread.
So tonight she becomes the past
In serene darkness she will last forever.
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