Malediction Songtext
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Malediction Songtext
Now I′ve chanted of the darker scores
That Lillith sang on Stygian shores
The shadow's song that haunts you
The secret keys, the low, the high
The black of night, the bright of sky
The haunted queen crafted Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Your trust was dark, yet you looked for signs
You saw her drifting silver lines
The shadow, a hex that captured your soul
She fixed you to her darkened bower
She crushed the diadem of your power
And from your soul, she crafted
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
You think I wrote the forbidden lore
I scarcely reckon the seals I tore
But if I did, oh, would mortals stalk me
There′s a gleam of terror in every myth
It matters not what you deem as truth
The sacred or the profane Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
I strove my utmost in the dusk
Feeling failed, to the crypts I must
I narrated epics, not to beguile you
Though the trail strayed to darker arts
I confront the minstrel's court
Bearing solely the grim Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
That Lillith sang on Stygian shores
The shadow's song that haunts you
The secret keys, the low, the high
The black of night, the bright of sky
The haunted queen crafted Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Your trust was dark, yet you looked for signs
You saw her drifting silver lines
The shadow, a hex that captured your soul
She fixed you to her darkened bower
She crushed the diadem of your power
And from your soul, she crafted
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
You think I wrote the forbidden lore
I scarcely reckon the seals I tore
But if I did, oh, would mortals stalk me
There′s a gleam of terror in every myth
It matters not what you deem as truth
The sacred or the profane Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
I strove my utmost in the dusk
Feeling failed, to the crypts I must
I narrated epics, not to beguile you
Though the trail strayed to darker arts
I confront the minstrel's court
Bearing solely the grim Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Malediction
Writer(s): James Dye Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

