sweet consultations with the lady of night
tilling the garden inward
warm incandescence robs the hall of its fright
smoke curls, she shakes off her robe
seething in madness in a column of smoke
and she's wretching in plumes of camphor
upon the witching hour she draws a design
between disjointed vermin's bones
lost in fever dreams
as the vapor dulls the lines
silently she screams
as the world begins to cry
under the vaulted ceiling we call the sky tonight
now follow trails in the wood
our shadowed lady cuts a path with her light
leading us ever deeper
a love so pure and wild
could never know no bounds
lay on the earth defiled
we are but children now
nocturnal sanctuary
where her dark stare is in me
consort with darker forces
than we surely see
credits
from Torchlord,
track released December 18, 2014
Written by John Huxley with R. Draa
Played by:
Jack Ferranti - Vocals
R. Draa - Bass
J. Huxley - Guitar, Percussion
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