Cleared the fog that was veiled around me And blurred my sights Suddenly, I'm no longer aching To honor my plights Rising moon and my skin is peeling
Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition
There's a sense of longing in me As I read Rosemary's letter Her writing's honest Can't forget the years She's lost in isolation She talks about her
Found a way to rid myself Clean of pain And the fever that's been haunting me Has gone away Looking through my window I seem to recognize all the people
Haunted nights for halcyon days Can't sleep to the scraping of his voice Nature's way struck grief in me And I became a ghost in sickness Willingly guided
Into the trees Past meadow grounds And further away from my home Baying behind me I hear the hounds Flock's chasing to find me alone A trail of sickness
nerves on a puppet Endless poison in my veins Clean intent now tainted with death And so, cold touch now inhumane Every waking hour awaiting a reverie
Majesty Faithful me Pour yourself Into me Wield your power Martyr's price Stare me down To the ground The eyes of the devil Fixed on his sinners Slake
: Haunted nights for haleyon days Can't sleep to the scraping of his voice Nature's way struck grief in me And I became a ghost in sickness Willingly
: Cleared the fog that was veiled around me And blurred my sights Suddenly, I'm no longer aching To honor my plights Rising moon and my skin is peeling
: Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition
: Into the trees Past meadow grounds And further away from my home Baying behind me I hear the hounds Flock's chasing to find me alone A trail of sickness
nerves on a puppet Endless poison in my veins Clean intent now tainted with death And so, cold touch now inhumane Every waking hour Awaiting a reverie
: There's a sense of longing in me As I read Rosemary's letter Her writing's honest Can't forget the years she's lost In isolation She talks about her
: Majesty Faithful me Pour yourself Into me Wield your power Martyr's price Stare me down To the ground Slake my thirst Eternal wealth Heathen key
: Found a way to rid myself clean of pain And the fever that's been haunting me Has gone away Looking through my window I seem to recognize All the
