Silentium
...Repent...
"To Save One's Soul, We Need Nothing More Than Regret,
And This Shall Become The Fall Of Man"
I have cursed thy grace in heavens For such torments given to my heart Such pain to pay for feelings What throne of thorns inside I've felt
"O lo', as the morn breaks And yon is the memory of thine warmth O lo', as the morn breaks Deluge of tears upon frozen soil"
...but this one last night
Would I repent Her thrashed innocence For whence we fell
...but this one last night Wish morn delays Sole bitterness
For whence we fell
I have slept with fiends and serpents For such pleasures given to our flesh
Such balefulness we all have felt What dreadful deeds the night conceals
From Letras Mania