ŞARKI SÖZÜ
I've been drinking black myrrh again
the closer we part
i needed to touch your lips
with the nail in my heart
the night that you caught me
my coffin did walk
i fell at your mercy
i fell in your grave
mecca amputechture
that stands in my way
the younger i stay
an elderly child
the longer the mirror gives birth
to the death i file
if you consume me i will not let you endure
if you walk right through me
my voice will taint your throat
blessed be blessed be and all i've done
