Текст песни benediction - Painted Skulls
benediction - Painted Skulls слова песни
From the museum of sleepUnliving eyes see death`s subtle jestIn my sorrow they mourn the pastYet celebrate their eternal restRelieving the worlds painIn a church of miseryDampening the lantern flameUpon your bended kneePainted skullsPainted skullsWarm and close the air runs hardAround the loyal gravesiteWailing moon in a putrid skyHungry and eager tonightOur cries pierce their worldAn invocation to mournCelebration, fete for fateOf unearthly dead souls rebornLike a slime trail of a slugTransgress to the huskUnburied souls in restful blissBursting forth from crustStale the stench of arising soulsIn ritual macabreDrag you down infuse your mindBy blade or poisoned barbPainted skullsPainted skullsThe festival end now they sleepShrouds of pain another yearReturn to their boneyardWe surviving ones await in fearMourning unsurpassedTo the bitter endBroken dreams and broken liesPainted skulls, the children cry