The Ruins Of Beverast - Maere (On A Stillbirth's Tomb) скачать mp3

Draws the dusk through the eyes of an insect Salivates for the whore Echidna Thirsty glance up the sunlit towers Leaves it doomed and broken in the end She is no deity, no saviouress Not in her monumental splendour Not in her ashen malice And as the Maere on a stillbirth's tomb Once again, her virgin dress is draped with shreds of flesh Mildewed prison, candlelit barely The whore Echidna, suckling A salacious glare in its eyes Sore limbs, sore teats, savage tongue... She is no deity, no saviouress Not in her monumental splendour Not in her ashen malice And as the Maere on a stillbirth's tomb Once again, her virgin dress is draped with shreds of flesh Regurgitate with greed She won't let it starve.. Six legs lead it ay... Has it now passed the years that could have left it blind...?