A previous version of the song "The Order" that I quite like, so here it is...
"Wearing the light of the moon
In the eye of your mind
A sickness blooms...
With the petals of night in a moldering wreathe
Deliriously sewn with the death of dreams
An obsidian ring of devotion
The grace of darkness worn by the chosen
With the glory to know and feel
A Sacred Wound
That will never be healed..."
Cloven137.bandcamp.com
Thank you so much for listening
22 авг 2024