Testo di The Pulse Of Decay

So cold an embrace From the dead, Yet so familiar arms That used to belong That used to belong to a queen So cold a kiss. So cold a kiss from the lips. Once the lips of a goddess A feather-like touch. And a tear of a prince. Crimson and black. A promise. And a venomous curse!! A tear that shall turn to ice A heart that shall turn to stone Blood that no longer runs And all signs of joie shall burn And whirlwinds of hatred Shall lift the ashes of joy It shall be spread to the east Spread to the west Spread to the north And spread to the south Of this dead heart pulse The pulse of decay Aaahhh!! From rulership and dignity To serpent poison dread The pulse of decay And the wrath of the transformation All the grace and beauty of the past. was raped And left for dead The pulse of decay The pulse of a fallen dynasty The pulse. the pulse The pulse. Of decay!!