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From Grave to Cradle
05:42
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My child, has passed too early
From disease, creeping within her body
This bloated shell, is my lifeless fledging
Its frozen stare pierces my being
Laid upon the bed where she breathed light
As I came to her silently at night
Tears upon her grave covered with moss
Nothing can comfort such loss
A blackness has come to take me
A blackness on my thoughts and on my flesh
A blackness waiting for you all
All for naught, we are all soon lost to time
My sleeping angel
A spoiled corpse
My sleeping angel
A spoiled corpse
I am alone
I am abandoned
I am alone
I am abandoned
Return, black angels, bring her to me, return, black angels, bring her to me, return, return, black angels bring her to me, return, black angels, bring her to me, return, return, black angels return
Return her to me
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2. |
Needles
05:23
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Should they be dead?
Should they be dead?
Perhaps I should slice them
Perhaps I should slice them
From feet up to head
From feet up to head
Walking in dusk’s sullen darkness
Pale light, dead night
Carry on in spite of weakness
Starving for my children
Wander in polluted starkness
Pale light, dead night
Carry on in spite of madness...
Walking in my unhappiness
Pale white, dead plight
Carry on in spite of faintness
Dying for my children
Wander as I bleed from frailness
Pale white, dead plight
Carry on in spite my distress...
Would it be better were they dead?
Dead
Wheels spin my thread
Deep in my thoughts imagine them dead
Needles prick my skin
Deep in my thoughts constraint’s growing thin
Wheels spin my thread
Stark, my face
Deep in my thoughts imagine them dead
Stark, my face
Needles prick my skin
Stark, my face
Deep in my thoughts constraint’s growing thin
Stark, my face
Wheels spin my thread
Stark my face
Deep in my thoughts imagine them dead
Stark my face
Needles prick my skin
Stark my face
Deep in my thoughts constraint’s growing thin
Stark my face......
Like insects into my skin
Like insects into my skin
Like insects into my skin
Like insects into my skin
Needles like insects into my skin
Piercing like insects into my skin
Needles like insects into my skin
Piercing like insects into my skin
Needles, insects, into my, skin, piercing, into my, skin, needles into my, skin, piercing right through me
As I drag homeward from whence I’ve sewn
Something dark, restless, turns me to stone
As I gaze downward upon their life
Watch as they cower before my knife
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3. |
The Foundling
06:02
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My life
My life
Is such an empty way
Without love
I’m such an empty girl
Without love
It’s such an empty path
Without love
In such an empty world
Without love
My heart
Is such a soulless urn
Full of woe
I’m such a soulless girl
Full of woe
It’s such a soulless path
Full of woe
In such a soulless world
Full of woe
My pain
Is such an endless way
Without love
I’m such an endless girl
Without love
It’s such an endless path
Without love
In such an endless world
Without love
Success my beacon urges me forward
But then, black cancer consumes me inward
As calm corruption beckons me skyward
I die a failure my body rots earthward......
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Buried in White Lace
06:01
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He is gone, lost in war
Here I lie, rent and tore
Rancor, sweet languor
Emanate
Venom, sweet plenum
Emanate
Famine, sweet mammon
Emanate
Befall, sweet downfall
Death breathe for me
Fall in my dreadful swoon
Stare in my future tomb
Lay bare my pallor’s gloom
Lie with my perished groom
Groom...
Breathe in caprice
Breathe out my peace
Pleasant release
Emanate
Robbed of all motion
Dreadful devotion
Death from emotion
Sacrifice
Breathe in caprice
Breathe out my peace
Pleasant release
Emanate
Robbed of all motion
Dreadful devotion
Death from emotion
Sacrifice
Fall in my dreadful swoon
Stare in my future tomb
Lay bare my pallor’s gloom
Lie with my perished groom
Groom...
Groom...
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5. |
Salamander
05:21
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Crawling...
Black mud clings to my face
Sticking along my limbs
Scum flows into the bog
Stinking from their dark lust
Black mud below me
Black mud within me
Crawling...
My legs grip the earth
Fingers digging through the grit
As lips sting my spine
Black mud
My eyes stare in fog
Pupils scanning through the mist
As lips sting my chest
Black mud
I’ve become earth, water, amphibious…
Crawling...
Body in the muck
Beauty taken from my heart
As teeth bite my flesh
Black mud
Maiden far from home
Pureness torn and bled in grime
As howls strain my ears
Black mud
Taken, broken, forsaken, they…
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Forced me, faced me, into sin
Hunt them down
Burn their homes
Kill their kin
Tongue their bones...
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Beldam Vancouver, Washington
Vancouver, WA based Sludge/Doom titans. Currently signed with Horror Pain Gore Death Productions. "Pasung"available now on Bandcamp for digital download or CD.
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