embellished beneath your grave obscured by fallen leaves
Your eyes of bliss and sorrow, the only mirror I chose to see
With all my heaviness there’s only one thing that I would desperately give
I’d lay myself to rest so our souls could ever live
I sit alone a bereft man
Memories are all I am
Longing for when death meets love
Libation of tears poured from above
Buried, below my love lies
Decomposing, our hope was killed
Below, is where our soul hides
For us, hope’s tears were spilled
Longing for someone now to guide me through the snow
I await the day that the death’s wind will blow
It’s not a question of should I let the dead leaves fall
But without it, it will never again be its all
A foreboding black-doom metal dirge, meditating on a dark world caked in ash, resulting from all the Earth’s nuclear arsenal detonating at once. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2018