Orne - Beloved Dead

Orne - Beloved Dead

She is the one who makes the Sun shine bright
At the dawning of each day
And in the velvet embrace of the night
We can share the secret way

Her skin is pale and soft, I love her face
She fulfills my every dream
And when we are inside that special place
Our moves are more than what they seem

Oh my God, she makes me live
Side by side we are laying still

I love the silence of the nameless tomb
In solitude but hand in hand
Ancient pillars that surround her room
From the borders of our land

Every morning I will let her rest
From the games we always play
No sound escaping from her frozen breast
In perfect darkness she will stay

Waiting in her marble bed
One of my beloved dead

In this final hour my peace is gone
They have found me out, I can't go on
I can hear the hounds, they're after me
Cemetery guards have set them free

Bye now my sweet love, it is time to run
They won't understand what I have done
Still got one more door that is left to open
I will leave behind my body, broken

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Music

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• Orne
• Beloved
• Dead
• Tree
• of
• Life
• Reverend
• Bizarre
• Lord
• Vicar
• Progressive
• Rock