Primordial - Journey's End Lyrics
Her skin, so pale... shrouded in blackI drew down the veil, I wanted her backI am at one with what never livedI'll draw down the veil, and offer up what I have to give...Shall you try and poison my wordsAt a summers funeral, I woke to the lightShall you lay my bed with thornsAnd clutch at me like you have done to life...?Shall I be the chief mourner, in your processionNo stone lays unturned... (Rest in your grave)I can no longer hear, silence calling your nameOr the choirs of ruin, lamemting your pain