"Maleficium" lyrics
"Maleficium"
Tragedy strikes, innocence, unjust persecution
Before the collective, blind congregation
A soul soon to roam the void
Forever wandering the netherworld
Embers remain as your vessel is set ablaze
Descent into endlessness
Cleansed by flame, you are not to blame
Thy divine mast, flesh burnt to bone
Embers remain as your vessel is set ablaze
Cradled by flames
Dissentient Maiden
Your final breaths; wisped away
Condemned to suffer beyond your final day
Bewitched, blackened rose
Perpetual flames, within death throes
Sanctified, obsidian soul
Accept this fate, an eternity of dismal existence
Gazing upon the burning gates
Descend into damnation
Relinquish your torment
Release your final breath
Now with open arms: welcome, end
Maleficium
Succumb to the blaze
God-willed punishment
Surrender your final moment
As your body burns and infernal darkness
Stains your obsidian soul
Cradled by flames
Dissentient Maiden
Your final breaths; wisped away
Condemned to suffer beyond your final day
Bewitched, blackened rose
Perpetual flames, within death throes
Sanctified, obsidian soul
Writer(s): Sam Melchior, Ville Hokkanen
- AZLyrics
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- Synestia Lyrics
album:
"Maleficium" (2022)
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