Letra de Mordant Wind
The tangible fabric Of your magnificence Truly fictitious Like your tender clasp Rusting shutRevisited on dark terrain The silver underneath the moon Like a sardonic Undercurrent Seeking out your frigid heartLooking down from the crypt On your past transgressive thrills Crawling on charnel groundThe beckoning quarry Of your stone plight Sliding rancid down the valleyFrom the ravishing heights So lavishly adorned By soaring gravesThe vulture murmuration Observing. Eyes, like flashes in the darkLooking down on your crypt On the gleaming Charnel groundMordant wind!How your lips peek Back from your teeth Towering guilt and fear Up the mordant wind