Rite Of Shrouds by Necare
Rite Of Shrouds lyrics
Consecrate the ceremony.
Or bear the oblation.
See you this maiden whore.
With whom you wish to copulate.
You see her beauty - I see the skull beneath the skin.
I smell the fragrant dusk of graves and the yellowed linen.
"Calamity of fate!" - the portents cry.
She longs to join the earth.
Until all is but an elysian field (beset with glistening urns).
A desolate, echoing cinerarium rattled by the winter wind.
Merciless, I raise the cup.
I beseech it be filled.
I am the celebrant in this rite of shrouds.
We abscond to ashes and dust occludes us all.
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