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Mourning Beloveth - The Words That Crawled lyrics
Lie in endless wait behind some cold shadow for a stream of stars that have long since died.
 Their burnt cinders fall upon my heaped corpse and seep into my open pores.
 With the deadened silence of my exiled mind shattered a torturous word crawled to the darkest cavern of my
 Being where a dim glow resonated from the eyes of my dead dream and tore a hole in my lachrymal sleep.
 'Twas as if I had motioned the skies to part, and a piece of heaven to tumble past my hungry eyes when a
 Single lonely drop fell to the inviting earth and buried unending furrows to carve me open.
 An absurd drop of pain within such a vast ocean of disease
 Presented a dismal glimmer of searing bliss that passedin such a blinking moment
 That it might have slipped unnoticed but for the piercing cries in my heart
 The dismal moments have now passed to flounder between the sea
 And disease and lay waste to your bubbling pores.
 The soft murmurs poured forgiving 
 And with envious assault laid waste my breath
 In fleeting moments of joy a knock betrayed the vigilant ear and drowned in vastness.
 You see through the dream, behind the vacant smile of the dead 
 And cut the seams, that held together my breathMourning Beloveth - The Words That Crawled - http://motolyrics.com/mourning-beloveth/the-words-that-crawled-lyrics.html
 Lifeless I lie, thoughts tear my mind and you fly
 Your sharpened breath, echoes these halls for life
 Slip the warm knife through my searing flesh
 Nefarious agony slips inside my smile
 As the swallow lands and bleeds, to suck the light and with it weave, dark veils of strangling gloom to cover
 This silent room.
 A fragment of shuddering light appeared and began to bite at the air, so thick with deceit, that all stood
 Still, all was weak
 To echo through your soft, murmurous heart 
 And pierce your every word.
 The dreaming veil strangles your shortening breath
 As oceans of pain wash through your open veins and pour to the inviting earth.
 To leave not a trace of those moments
 That filled the empty halls and cold 
 Would be to close the shutters on the day(and to dream behind a veil). 
 The word that crawled around inside falls away.









