The Pride Of Perdition


An even ray closes me
in this circle of darkness
i can't escape.
Sometimes a child sings his lullaby,
smiling of dead angels.
watch ! the empty paradise
awaits the god of soul and stone - severance !
Oh lovely destroyer,
i bestow you my corrupt plagues.
your blood is mine, lord: we die.
my blood is yours, lord: let's die.

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