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Amongst The Phantoms Of Abandoned Tumbrils

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I walk among the creeping hoursTowards the cemetery gateWhere death rattles purrFrom ulcerous mouths agapePast pits of tangled limbsFingers pointing to godless skies,Tumbrils of still expressionsAnd faceless grinning skulls.Ay soul is cleaned of joyBy the reaping hook of hellI am lost in lamenting fogThat none can dispelIn melting murmurs of my regretsI fade into the un-pierced shadeTo fold my palms across my chestAnd lowered into the yawning graveI have become darkness profoundlaid to rest in shallow gravemy redundant flesh obscure and foul,the lid unmoved with coffin nailI watch my corpse yonder blazinglivid flame and sparkles dire,bitter ash of cremated remainsmy soul a doleful shade afireI pray for suicideto never wake from my bed,but how can I diewhen I am already dead[Chorus]Bring out your dead withered skinBring out your dead languid limbsBring out your dead withered skinBring out your dead withered limbsUnder hell's burning raftersand solemn brimstone pyrespassed dark satanic millsof the infernal funeral Firestoneto wander the hills of Hadesand the grim embrace of daymy spirit formless and coldto drown in gluttonous decayI see silhouettes of laughteron fiery mound of hollow repinewhere hueless wraiths casts spellsof Orphean sorrow unfeigned[Narration]My guts spilled forth like eelsslithering from a ruptured sack, thisloathsome plague has come with thechilling gripe of sorrow to drag meinto the dreadful din of sulphuroustorment and here I shall remainuntil the hour glass of time cracks.I am the unveiled stillness ofmouldering bones, the bloodlesslustrous gloom where no flesh walks.I am the wisp of foul shadewhich the foul grave exhales from theinwoven darkness.What have I become! why do Iwander beyond death? Only thewreath on my grave marks my lifeonce lived.Doleful knell of dewy twilightcasting chimes into infernal tombwhere echoes of wrought dreadassail the vaulted gloom.From dreary pits of dreamless sleepto the uncharted Stygian shoresI wear the skin of the dyingenwreathed with ulcerous sores.I gaze into the swooning deepand fathomless waters of dis,this friendless dolorous solitudeof thronging foul abyssI see silhouettes of laughteron fiery mound of hollow repinewhere hueless wraiths casts spellsof Orphean sorrow unfeignedUnder hell's burning raftersand solemn brimstone pyrespassed dark satanic millsof the infernal funeral Firestoneto wander the hills of Hadesand the grim embrace of daymy spirit formless and coldto drown in gluttonous decayI ride the riven wave of evermorethrough frowning austere chasmsastride dread phantoms paleand mute enwinged phantasmsI pray for suicideto never wake from my bed,but how can I diewhen I am already deadKill me twice againbury me alive in earthen graveburn my flesh to floating ashand watch my remains fly awayKill me thricedrown me in tomb girdled groundsilence my assiduous wailsso that I no more make makea sound.Bring out your deadBring out your deadBring out your deadBring out your deadBring out your deadBring out your dead

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