Upon the grave of angel's wing

November sorrow fallen upon us
Abandoned miscarriage messiah to come
You fuck them to life and malicious intentions
Breed them in scorn before they are born

Devil may I have this dance?
Upon the grave of angel's wing
Where the burning witches laugh
Where the murdered children sing

December gloom, eclipse the moon
Prey for killing, the killing that is life
Your dreams are the saviour your fears crucified
Your very own life is your own suicide

Trudge the path of lies and men
Shed us through another skin
The lives we lead, lead nowhere
To bleed forever there

Weep and pray that our lives die away
Bleed us through another day
The sea of skull and bone
Their sins have been atoned

Life fights yet never survives
Curse us through another demise
The atonement you seek
The skull cloth cease to speak