Desire In Violent Overture
๐ต 1758 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:17 duration
๐ ID: 472356
๐ Lyrics
Nights came trailing ghost concertos
Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
Playing torture chamber music allegretto
Conducting over throes trashed to crescendo
Skinless the dark shall scream
Hoarse her symphonies
Deathmashed as the moon
That had lifted her dreams
And frowned on the winding steps down
To where the vulgar strayed
Taunting sick her tender prey
She glided in her bridal gown
How sleep the pure
Desire in violent overture
An emanation of phantom madness
The Countess beheld in shroud
By girls bereft of future vows
Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
Burning like a brand on the countenance of God
A yearning took her hand to his Seraphim, bound
Deep red hissed the cat whips
On the whim of her ill-will
Whilst she entranced, nonchalant, abliss
Flayed further songs of overkill
How weep the pure
Desire in violent overture
Oh, desire in violent overture
In a crescent-whime cellar of crushed roses
Pooled blood and broken dolls
A torchlit shadow theatre souled
With the echoed cries of lives she stole
Killing time
She struck the hours dead
In her control
Thus menopaused
Her clock of hacked out cunts
Began to toll
13 chimes of ancient strain
I conjure forth with dirge
Oh
That fills the void with timbred pain
To fulfill my sexual urge
Frights came wailing from the dark side
Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
Velvet, their voices coffined her in slumber
Bespattered and appeased
As pregnant skies outside bore thunder
How sleep the pure
Desire in violent overture
Desire in violent
As when high winds
Attune whipped trees
Her savage nature pitched
Would once again conduct the pleas
Of those she loved to agonies
As if it were
The first time every night
That she carved her seal
In the flesh of life
Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
Playing torture chamber music allegretto
Conducting over throes trashed to crescendo
Skinless the dark shall scream
Hoarse her symphonies
Deathmashed as the moon
That had lifted her dreams
And frowned on the winding steps down
To where the vulgar strayed
Taunting sick her tender prey
She glided in her bridal gown
How sleep the pure
Desire in violent overture
An emanation of phantom madness
The Countess beheld in shroud
By girls bereft of future vows
Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
Burning like a brand on the countenance of God
A yearning took her hand to his Seraphim, bound
Deep red hissed the cat whips
On the whim of her ill-will
Whilst she entranced, nonchalant, abliss
Flayed further songs of overkill
How weep the pure
Desire in violent overture
Oh, desire in violent overture
In a crescent-whime cellar of crushed roses
Pooled blood and broken dolls
A torchlit shadow theatre souled
With the echoed cries of lives she stole
Killing time
She struck the hours dead
In her control
Thus menopaused
Her clock of hacked out cunts
Began to toll
13 chimes of ancient strain
I conjure forth with dirge
Oh
That fills the void with timbred pain
To fulfill my sexual urge
Frights came wailing from the dark side
Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
Velvet, their voices coffined her in slumber
Bespattered and appeased
As pregnant skies outside bore thunder
How sleep the pure
Desire in violent overture
Desire in violent
As when high winds
Attune whipped trees
Her savage nature pitched
Would once again conduct the pleas
Of those she loved to agonies
As if it were
The first time every night
That she carved her seal
In the flesh of life
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.26] Nights came trailing ghost concertos
[00:13.40] Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
[00:18.27] Playing torture chamber music allegretto
[00:22.68] Conducting over throes trashed to crescendo
[00:29.32] Skinless the dark shall scream
[00:34.07] Hoarse her symphonies
[00:40.60] Deathmashed as the moon
[00:41.76] That had lifted her dreams
[00:42.95] And frowned on the winding steps down
[00:49.86] To where the vulgar strayed
[00:50.97] Taunting sick her tender prey
[00:51.97] She glided in her bridal gown
[00:58.14] How sleep the pure
[01:01.07] Desire in violent overture
[01:12.28] An emanation of phantom madness
[01:14.69] The Countess beheld in shroud
[01:16.84] By girls bereft of future vows
[01:19.33] Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
[01:21.69] Burning like a brand on the countenance of God
[01:25.96] A yearning took her hand to his Seraphim, bound
[01:35.13] Deep red hissed the cat whips
[01:37.27] On the whim of her ill-will
[01:44.02] Whilst she entranced, nonchalant, abliss
[01:46.26] Flayed further songs of overkill
[01:52.40] How weep the pure
[01:55.38] Desire in violent overture
[02:02.34] Oh, desire in violent overture
[02:11.24]
[02:14.86] In a crescent-whime cellar of crushed roses
[02:17.96] Pooled blood and broken dolls
[02:20.22] A torchlit shadow theatre souled
[02:22.50] With the echoed cries of lives she stole
[02:25.03] Killing time
[02:25.92] She struck the hours dead
[02:27.67] In her control
[02:29.23] Thus menopaused
[02:30.44] Her clock of hacked out cunts
[02:32.24] Began to toll
[02:34.14]
[02:38.54] 13 chimes of ancient strain
[02:40.69] I conjure forth with dirge
[02:45.39] Oh
[02:47.40] That fills the void with timbred pain
[02:49.67] To fulfill my sexual urge
[02:54.59]
[03:01.17] Frights came wailing from the dark side
[03:05.54] Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
[03:10.15] Velvet, their voices coffined her in slumber
[03:14.45] Bespattered and appeased
[03:16.82] As pregnant skies outside bore thunder
[03:23.10]
[03:32.17] How sleep the pure
[03:34.88] Desire in violent overture
[03:43.81] Desire in violent
[03:46.25] As when high winds
[03:47.31] Attune whipped trees
[03:48.58] Her savage nature pitched
[03:50.76] Would once again conduct the pleas
[03:53.18] Of those she loved to agonies
[03:57.48] As if it were
[03:58.64] The first time every night
[04:02.00] That she carved her seal
[04:03.23] In the flesh of life
[04:10.01]
[00:13.40] Heartstrings a score of skeletal reaper bows
[00:18.27] Playing torture chamber music allegretto
[00:22.68] Conducting over throes trashed to crescendo
[00:29.32] Skinless the dark shall scream
[00:34.07] Hoarse her symphonies
[00:40.60] Deathmashed as the moon
[00:41.76] That had lifted her dreams
[00:42.95] And frowned on the winding steps down
[00:49.86] To where the vulgar strayed
[00:50.97] Taunting sick her tender prey
[00:51.97] She glided in her bridal gown
[00:58.14] How sleep the pure
[01:01.07] Desire in violent overture
[01:12.28] An emanation of phantom madness
[01:14.69] The Countess beheld in shroud
[01:16.84] By girls bereft of future vows
[01:19.33] Soon to wed in white the frosted ground
[01:21.69] Burning like a brand on the countenance of God
[01:25.96] A yearning took her hand to his Seraphim, bound
[01:35.13] Deep red hissed the cat whips
[01:37.27] On the whim of her ill-will
[01:44.02] Whilst she entranced, nonchalant, abliss
[01:46.26] Flayed further songs of overkill
[01:52.40] How weep the pure
[01:55.38] Desire in violent overture
[02:02.34] Oh, desire in violent overture
[02:11.24]
[02:14.86] In a crescent-whime cellar of crushed roses
[02:17.96] Pooled blood and broken dolls
[02:20.22] A torchlit shadow theatre souled
[02:22.50] With the echoed cries of lives she stole
[02:25.03] Killing time
[02:25.92] She struck the hours dead
[02:27.67] In her control
[02:29.23] Thus menopaused
[02:30.44] Her clock of hacked out cunts
[02:32.24] Began to toll
[02:34.14]
[02:38.54] 13 chimes of ancient strain
[02:40.69] I conjure forth with dirge
[02:45.39] Oh
[02:47.40] That fills the void with timbred pain
[02:49.67] To fulfill my sexual urge
[02:54.59]
[03:01.17] Frights came wailing from the dark side
[03:05.54] Haunting lipless mouths a fugue of arcane diatribes
[03:10.15] Velvet, their voices coffined her in slumber
[03:14.45] Bespattered and appeased
[03:16.82] As pregnant skies outside bore thunder
[03:23.10]
[03:32.17] How sleep the pure
[03:34.88] Desire in violent overture
[03:43.81] Desire in violent
[03:46.25] As when high winds
[03:47.31] Attune whipped trees
[03:48.58] Her savage nature pitched
[03:50.76] Would once again conduct the pleas
[03:53.18] Of those she loved to agonies
[03:57.48] As if it were
[03:58.64] The first time every night
[04:02.00] That she carved her seal
[04:03.23] In the flesh of life
[04:10.01]