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'Black As Sin, Pale As Death / Autumn Whispers'

作詞:Wayne Carson Thompson

Forest of evergreen stories
Where the trees hide a dying sky
The cemeteries within our hearts
That grow as they're fed

Welcome to the dying one of mine, soon it'll burst
The hunger of my eyes will fill my thirsty blade
Now that I speak of lust, hear my voice as a scream of doom
Watch the funerals of all mortals that died by my hand

A voice filled with silence raises
From the black of the rotting trees
Dawn bind hear with your beauty
And let me feel her moisture

The solitary wind that whispers
Gently awakes the frosty fields
Fading morning sun enslaves
Her nakedness into oblivion

Feel my greedy hands
Holding their grasp around your breasts
You are raped by loneliness
Betrayed by the cause of itself
Do not cry my child
For the tears will burn your soul

Your sorrow filled grave I will close
Fill your heart with dust and age
The autumn will and for ages follow thy whisper of mine
At the bed of leaves where your life lies upon

The pounding heart of my autumn
Will rejoice to your cries
Now countess pure, goodness and virginity
Hear us forge our lies

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Dead leaves falling in your eyes
Witnessing your choking last breath
Together with the tune of your dying cries
'Cause I'm black as sin and pale as death

Oh, yeah, the distant mountain range
With its wisdom of an age from beyond
Make her obey and yes, let her fill
She's filled with me

Rain stare at a coming sleep
And let our lips feel your blood
Weaker are our eyes
Or is it just your memory coming to life?

The grass is not blind, so feel its every twitch
You're raped by my evil, betrayed by your fucking god
The grave is filled, Sic transit gloria mundi

Disperse your weak ones
For here I'm coming forth, ha, ha
Walk with me
Autumn for you and I are made to hate

Do let the leaves fill your skin
They do want your excitement

The pounding heart of my autumn
Will rejoice to your cries
Now countess pure, goodness and virginity
Hear us forge our lies

Dead leaves falling in your eyes
Witnessing your choking last breath
Together with the tune of your dying cries
'Cause I'm black as sin and pale as death
As death, yeah