from grace Thou art pale hecate Rising from thessaly You're in my dreams The Darkness in my heart The rapture in their screams Black Goddess Rise...
see your delight? And the fear retreats forever (come to me...Black Goddess arise) when my secrets are buried in thine (come to me...Black Goddess arise
My God be upheld in our distress My cries fill the air, my cries fill the air the fangs of suffering tear at my bosom and refuse to release their hold
As tears again bedew my cheek To your knees I cling Oh merciful one Show me your glory Was I not bruised? Have you not healed? They dance to silence
Curdled milk in wine The lingering taste of yesterday My color has grown pale Your face I see no more A pointed finger accuses me So dead, so numb,
I saw a tattered cloak, drawn about the face A gesture of farewell, to the kiss of God's mouth Kiss the image in a stranger's casket What has become
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I will wander I will gather my flowers Withered and how soon forgotten Sing with passion Sing with vehemence A grief too sad for song I pick the gravel
How many times will I look at you? Allured by the scent of your death And the savage priests, to a suffering soul Exult in a strangled song I am soothed
Under a serene sky Earth covers your gentle form in verdant fields Soul is reft from bodies To my head I raise A wreath of white flowers And cry "Unhappiness
Dies illa, dies irae Dies illa, dies irae The hour is at... Loss and grief in chorus chime forth their canticles Loss and grief Dies illa, dies irae
I shivered in the warmth of their god Yet this mansion is haunted by romance His servants heal my scars Anointing me with oil I am naked and silk on
Misery calls My blood has died And marked my eyes with stains perpetual Blood has died Lifeless life cradles dust Trembling, quantus tremos est futurus
I lie with blackened chest Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes Resplendent in winter?s ash My God be upheld in our distress My cries fill the air Domine
Gather me, for I am scattered Speak comfort to me Gather me, share my sorrow Lacrimosa
O misery you live I have been struck and am suffering O misery you live You take bread from hands that hold so little And show treason to a faithful
withered To a face careworn Why have I forsaken you? The dove so long imprisoned Sour remembrance Of a day never born My retreating steps Are clothed in shadows Laden in black
Bring me deep, oh death devour Cover me with darkness And paint me like death I drown in remembrance I am blind with weeping And will mourn until death
