Frozen Mist You Wilt To Bloom lyrics

A virgin born from vestal flames
Created fantasies from wicked lifestreams
My goddess with darkened raven hair
You breed new flesh to our solemn dreams.

A wicked night, in the evening mist
Blurs the whispers, of your precious breath
Moonlight glows, its lucid visions
I summon to you, the beauties of death.
Palace of the moons, it shines on you
And on this face, she beckons a light
Sacred identities, between the cloister arches
You wilt to bloom, your sparkling eyes so bright.

Deep in thought, yet still she hears
Light steps rustling over the leaves
The goddess remains here to stay
In the garden below the shades of eve.
Immortality shall dare come near
Marionette is scared of the light
She guides the black gates in her mind
As this vision is revealed in sight.


"You wilt, wither, fall from grace...
to bloom, conceive, bring new life to this place..."

Marionette, and now you shall know
Our last meeting will end in death
You shall bring us to bitter fantasy
Your love is cold, it steals my breath.

Dark chandliers and victorian black gates
Blessed with an erotic strong desire
Listen now, as my tongue consumes you
I quench this love's perpetual fire.

"Marionette, for now I bid you farewell
We shall meet soon again another day
A sweet spell festered in your blue eyes
You lie in misery, amidst dreadful pain."