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The beauty of a withering husk so hollow and free

From the arbituary ordeals of this mortal coil

So peaceful your figure lies, I wish to feel

Yet I withdrawl for you hacve drifted beyond my reach

Tis bittersweet knowing that you have parted from me forever

I could not bring myself to resurect the harrowing beauty of death

Chorus:

I reach for her hand but it slips away

Still in the earth lie her ghastly remains

Planting seeds for the flowers of May

With this passing so my darling decays

A boquet of corpses adorned upon the stone

And a tourniquet of roses to cease the flow

I am hoping the memories do not slip from my thoughts

Consigning you to oblivion's curse

The embers smolder

A faint scarlet light fading in the lonesome night

With a final breath I exhume the flames of lust

To blacken and splinter to dust

To fall in moonlit angel's arms

And to be carried away to Elysium plains

I stand and walk amongst the shadowed graves

Transcribing names with meanings devoid

Returned to earth and resting in peace

I must forget and set you free from this rotten heart

The beauty of decay

The hollowness of longing

Knowing that you lie in arm's reach

Yet afar, as stars which have long, since died

Their light remains as only a trace

Emptied by the worm

My soul rejoices in your endless grace

Made pure by the molder lasting for all my days.