Days of Doom lyrics

Days of Doom These days of doom were here to soon The bride and her groom will stay in their tomb The sun and the moon collide afternoon Whirlwind of lovers a tempest of hate Adulterous harlots beware of your fate Poetic justice a chafing release Condemned to each other now we re deceased Till death do you part So near to my heart gone wrong from the start your hell is my art this love you aspire will get you no higher the flames you admire your funeral pyre