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Correct Cemetery And Sundown Lyrics
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We rise with the sun in the underworld We suffer from a graveless name We prise wide lids And wounds with lips curled Over teeth that have tasted shame Cemetary and sundown Against the flora of nightfall We gather like the fauna of war To curse Aurora so spiteful With her stake in the coming of dawn To conjure forth the past Those heady night of pain resplendent In the service of the Goddess of Death When her sheets ran royalty red Moons lengthen our crypt kept silhouettes Shadows dance, eyes flicker in descent Unveil the greed, our needs are bitter, spent On upturned mouths and haunts of wickedness We walk this Eden, a secret Faces hidden under Leonine pride In dusk's embrace We find it hard to keep it When blood and lust and waking worlds collide Too long have we skulked like drifters In the cities of the neon sun Vagabond dogs and graveyard shifters Mona Lisas where the paint has run I miss our glorious past Our nightly flights on fear dependent Like phantoms in the caves for Miss Christine When the song bird broke her neck Wolves howl their foghound serenades Churches arch their backs with balustrades Praise be to the shedding of masquerades When we hunt these vestal vermin unafraid Of the covenant made..... Draw the blinds on the floors of raw meat There is murder in the thirst Rich red vascular tapestries Hung in gilded frames of nuns asleep In dreams where themes of hestiality Are a blessing on their Sunday sheep Sermons hang a black gown Over cemetery and sundown Now the clock is harrying midnight And the ghost of yet to come Will she show rewrites of dark delight Over the sewers we've overrun? I see a winter palace Cut diamonds at a porcelain neck When Swan Lake crushed poor sanity's spirit As I threw to it bled We rise with the sun in the underworld We suffer from a graveless name We prise wide lids And wounds with lips curled Over teeth that have tasted shame We walk this Eden, a secret Faces hidden under Leonine pride In dusk's embrace We find it hard to keep it When blood and lust and waking world collide
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