Kadath - From Their Robbed Grace

She hill their eyes
wanting to find that lost
shade
in total darkness
and she flew
she flew
like the smoked of a crossed
blaze sanctified
she burned and she in an
instant in smoke was
converted
she travel happy and
exquisite
now you know what it is
now you know what it is
She swallow the pill of the
eternal happiness
aspirin of eternal remedy
a clean and pure end
never you like to be informal
who cry hypocritical tears
because now and not when
one of her
it had put a stop to this pain
it had stopped this pain
it had stopped this solitude
bud broken of a cut
before being flower
beautiful rose of their robbed
grace
and she opened their eyes
and she in front of her found
a light
all an illuminated and
beautiful life
amplified in all their
pleasures
thanks to a dream
fewer wrong than was not
real
fewer wrong than was not
real
was not real