Oh, my dearest; the sweet music in the air
albeit, daresay I, the lullaby of an everso dark sleep

My precious
likest thou what emergeth yon the distant?
the throbbing and breathing of life's machinery!

Wanion its oh so d___dest soul!
with the devil-instrument it we shall reap
after the banquet obscur'd in our thole
its blood so lovingly across our faces smear

Lord of carnage
Lady of carnage

One funeral maketh many
Swarm God's acres

Two indeed more:
Blest treat of delight

Give praise for the blood it bled
Grant a rose for the dead!
Grant a rose for the dead!

Enraptur'd by the timeless beauty of the shadowsphere
We two abide the overlook'd time of the watch

Make this cherish'd feast last
But until the new dawn ascendeth

Be still, harken the lure of night!
Bale in each its d___dest shadow
Clothe me in night, ne'er feel rue
In its face, behold! naught save grue

Pray, ne'er come hither daylight!
Wane to dust the wight
Velvet darkness, thee we ourselves bestow!
Misery it in velvet fright

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