Rose Funeral — Entercism

Текст песни: Entercism

The sick twisted visions
Of horrid transitions
To the ones who raise witches
Or slice open the rest

The prophecies stand still
As the children turn ill
Upon the dark night
The dead's blood will rest

The wind in the trees
A rotted stench in the breeze
You pray to thee
And the answer is me

It tortures for thrills
It enters with chills
You're clinging for life
Then your blood spills

My face is becoming so clear
Now your skin's burning from constriction of fear
Into the night, I'm composing a spree
I enter your soul when clocks strike 3:33

I raise up from the dead
I begin to pull down into your bed
As you scream for life that you never had
I am in you now, I am all you have
I am in you
And there's nothing you can do now
It tortures for thrills
It enters with chills
You're clinging for life
Then your blood spills
It tortures for thrills
It enters with chills
You're clinging for life
Then your blood spills

I feel the wind has spoken to me
And this night is calling for thee
Into the depths I yearn for you
A cross waved by burning through

You can feel me
I can hear you
You can't touch me
I will torture you
I am in you
And there's nothing you can do

Reaching our for me
You cry for sympathy
Holy water rains down on you
Your blood is tossed and strewed