Primordial - Graven Idol скачать mp3

Her scent comes to me As the night breathes Her countenance grave A waxed pallor, that lays every tomb open to the sky So she sees and ever watches The stars revolve and dance for her A velvet dream of crimson revolt The rites of all... deliver her kiss to me I ascend... erotic misery We are blood to the bloodless We are honour to the honourless and We are gods to the godless The cruel day hurts my eyes... it is night I ever long for If sorrows sweet gifts have offered me thus I am all that has been and cannot refuse As her smile has ushered in the night So many countless times before I hear a foot on the stair... I turn and she is there. With all the gifts of the grave to offer me How can I refuse A graven idol such as thee