كلمات Mother Of Peril

Drowning in sepia, she faded her world And wrenched at the threads of solace Blood flow thin, the elixir of passion Teeming thru poorly stitched seams Empress of dismal, who inhales depression With filed teeth, tore at stagnation Woe was a blade encrusted in rust Into her own black heart she thrust The searing abyss that I saw in her eyes Whispered betrayal, a contagion of lies You are in danger, she said unto me Escape from this place, set yourself free Suicide was the portal, void of distress A weary voyage into my oubliette Forever in darkness, together we are Sweet depravation, most cordial emotional scar Drowning in sepia, she faded her world And wrenched at the threads of solace Blood flow thin, the elixir of passion Teeming thru poorly stitched seams