Icon of Hyemes - Take my Body to Replacement

I''m waiting I demean myself I''ll wake no more
I''ve spent my time licking a bare floor
Staring at the beat of broken hypes
As an ephemeral life closed in a can of flies
Lie down at the banks of the river
I used to count my passed mistakes
I learn about the beauty of weakness
In the court of the repugnant man
I need your grace I heard your voice
Queen of the damned take my hand through eternity
And show me where the void and time collide
I feel the horror vacui of the human behaviour
I carve my flash I pierce my soul to reach the void
And I''ve seen you grace tasted your breath
Yes is the blood of the queen of damned running down my veins
I''m dancing with your honey imprisoned in my brain
There''s no belief in sorrow but maybe cure for pain
Purple circle around my gaze like a travel through the maze
Of insanity and perversion of the man who ask and pray
Yes is the blood of the queen of the damned running down my veins
I''m dancing with your honey imprisoned in my brain
I''m sure this is the right cure for human pain
Your blood kisses give me serenity
My faerye green why don''t you eat me!