Вершы: After The Burial. Warm Thoughts Of Warfare.

The waking hour of scarlet warfare
I will fight for you
Our blood will wash away
Their skin will crack and peel
In a thousand fires
We will break every bone
We will crush them all to dust

An attempt so frivolous to save your life
Watch you hit the sanguine ground like autumn leaves
With each nail driven you drift away
This somber burial is a calamity

Rise from your casket and kiss new breath from me
To those who can't behold
Your fading moonlight beauty
Radiating from your precious eyes
A tender gaze
Never witnessing an instance when you held time still forever
In your matron hands

Rise from your casket revive this effigy
New life will feed your starving lungs
New blood will surge through collapsed arteries
And I'll hold you through it all