Forever Damned by Old Season
Tearful the cries that fill the midnight sky
Dark spirits deliver their penance
Thrice shrieking her lust, her lust for your soul
Alone in the dark she bleeds this death romance
Serpent nails caress her long mane
Once flowed and mirrored beauty
Beauty torn down, twisted, scorned
Her first cry the warning, this deathly mourn
Stalking 'neath the moon, scent of death
Wolves serenade night, hour of death
She moves on the wind so swift, such grace
Relentless in torture, she leaves no fucking trace
Trapped in the shadows, the flames left behind
Her talons' first grip, existence exiled
Stalking 'neath the moon, scent of death
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