She Is a Funeral

[00:59.48] Bone pale, dead moon
[01:07.53] Enraptured by the sweet scent of the grave
[01:14.85] She walks amongst the carven stones
[01:22.96] Seeing black, I found the morbid way
[01:30.86]
[01:36.41] I heard her call
[01:45.45] Her funeral moans
[01:52.65] I was transfixed
[01:56.88]
[02:00.83] She took my soul
[02:03.98] Dread night, crypt trip
[02:07.59]
[02:10.24] Following the shadows in my mind
[02:19.39] Lifeless clouded dead eyes gaze
[02:27.42] Dressed in filthy white, I saw her face
[02:35.94]
[02:40.95] I heard her call
[02:49.98] Her funeral moans
[02:55.65]
[02:58.15] I was transfixed
[03:02.35]
[03:05.33] She took my soul
[03:11.46]
[04:49.23] Death entwined with beauty
[04:52.75]
[04:55.58] She drained my bleeding soul
[05:03.07]
[05:06.35] I saw the casket open
[05:12.65] Grey mist, death kiss
[05:21.29]
[05:59.57] In the ground six feet of darkness sighed
[06:07.72] Drifting down, I heard her laugh
[06:15.81] As the maggots squirmed between her thighs
[06:24.43]
[06:30.21] I heard her call
[06:38.34] Her funeral moans
[06:47.46] I was transfixed
[06:53.72] She took my soul
[06:58.01]