Above everything I will tell you
Into violence it will compel you
Melting reality like a rainy day
Soothing in a rhythmic way
It is an illusion
Two are not one!
Demons cum!
They want to f*ck you all!
Midnight's creeping
Eye's are peeping
Organ's seeping
Souls are reaping
Little by little your soul loses ground
Behind the gentle sway of her skirt,
Decadence abounds
Holes of devotion
Weapons of explosion
Waves of emotion
Bottles of lotion
Exterior motion
I have been bringing up the dead again
Whispering her name
And from dust she appears
Beautifully ravished and decayed
Unsteadily in the darkness
Reanimating in fits and throws
Hungry for flesh
She rises from her house of woe
With black heavy caked eyes
A reflection of lost seasons
Their crooning and gentling
Part me from reason
By the moonlight we commune
Among the relics of the past
An antiquity gone by
Her sacrifice preserved
On that hill top graveyard
Keeping the rising river at bay
I am the undead Lich King
At the preacher's mansion gate
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Above everything I will tell you
Into violence it will compel you
Melting reality like a rainy day
Soothing in a rhythmic way
It is an illusion
Two are not one!
Demons cum!
They want to f*ck you all!
Midnight's creeping
Eye's are peeping
Organ's seeping
Souls are reaping
Little by little your soul loses ground
Behind the gentle sway of her skirt,
Decadence abounds
Holes of devotion
Weapons of explosion
Waves of emotion
Bottles of lotion
Exterior motion
I have been bringing up the dead again
Whispering her name
And from dust she appears
Beautifully ravished and decayed
Unsteadily in the darkness
Reanimating in fits and throws
Hungry for flesh
She rises from her house of woe
With black heavy caked eyes
A reflection of lost seasons
Their crooning and gentling
Part me from reason
By the moonlight we commune
Among the relics of the past
An antiquity gone by
Her sacrifice preserved
On that hill top graveyard
Keeping the rising river at bay
I am the undead Lich King
At the preacher's mansion gate
Into violence it will compel you
Melting reality like a rainy day
Soothing in a rhythmic way
It is an illusion
Two are not one!
Demons cum!
They want to f*ck you all!
Midnight's creeping
Eye's are peeping
Organ's seeping
Souls are reaping
Little by little your soul loses ground
Behind the gentle sway of her skirt,
Decadence abounds
Holes of devotion
Weapons of explosion
Waves of emotion
Bottles of lotion
Exterior motion
I have been bringing up the dead again
Whispering her name
And from dust she appears
Beautifully ravished and decayed
Unsteadily in the darkness
Reanimating in fits and throws
Hungry for flesh
She rises from her house of woe
With black heavy caked eyes
A reflection of lost seasons
Their crooning and gentling
Part me from reason
By the moonlight we commune
Among the relics of the past
An antiquity gone by
Her sacrifice preserved
On that hill top graveyard
Keeping the rising river at bay
I am the undead Lich King
At the preacher's mansion gate
Writer: Aaron Crane
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