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The Obsidian FiresWrithe in her scorn, words made of stone maligned she devours,This feast is our own dark are the fires, the souls soft decay Poisoned the flesh, our wings tom away And cry out........against us, bleed the sunlight from the sky And beat us........destroy us, disciple of a world in pain We fall through the flames in the arms of our god And cast us.........to the fire, to the edges of the earth And hold us..........in despair, dare to watch the coming flame A seraphim, immersed in sin, in lights decay .......the shackles will bind her A seraphim, immersed in sin, in lights decay. ........she casts away To the earth, at her rebirth, all hell will bleed.......for her disease She brings her fire, to her desire, to silence pain, no shackles can bind her See in her eyes.......pour the scorn of your dishonour See in her mouth.....rejoice into the sounds of silence See in her hands......the sky has bled obsidian fire And we will fall to her desire |