Self Mutilation Services
January 28th, 2009
CD limited to 500 copies.
Secluded Within Sorrow, Solace Awaits
Blinded by veils of sorrow
Secluding passages to sorrow
Drowning neath waves of confusion
Embracing the art of ignorance
Figures drift through broken mirrors
That long since, cast no reflections
Blinded by chains of contempt
Ensnared within this
illusion.
Beneath Pale Stars
Casting shadows upon decaying surfaces
Withering neath pale star
Spewing forth pestilence
The dreary silence ensnares me
If only to sleep
If only to abandon all
Spluttering decay through bloodstained mirrors
That no long reflect my image
In search of solitude
The dreary silence ensnares me.
The Light of Those Who Failed
Lurking Within the depths of despair
Crawling, reaching towards the light
Following trails of confusion
Pacing in the footsteps of pestilence
The light of those who failed shines brightly
A beacon... of nothingness.
Within Deaths Embrace
Shadow ensnare me
I, whom dwells in twilight
Glass sharded hands carress me
I, the silent and malignant
Forever to dwell within deaths embrace
The essence of hope is drained
I, in search of solitude
Dreams turn to memory
I, in search of nothing.
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Beneath Pale Stars
Casting shadows upon decaying surfaces
Withering neath pale star
Spewing forth pestilence
The dreary silence ensnares me
If only to sleep
If only to abandon all
Spluttering decay through bloodstained mirrors
That no long reflect my image
In search of solitude
The dreary silence ensnares me.
The Light of Those Who Failed
Lurking Within the depths of despair
Crawling, reaching towards the light
Following trails of confusion
Pacing in the footsteps of pestilence
The light of those who failed shines brightly
A beacon... of nothingness.
Within Deaths Embrace
Shadow ensnare me
I, whom dwells in twilight
Glass sharded hands carress me
I, the silent and malignant
Forever to dwell within deaths embrace
The essence of hope is drained
I, in search of solitude
Dreams turn to memory
I, in search of nothing.