Apparitions Lyrics

And if I pull that cinch to tight
And form a capillary mist
This patient sits with a vacant hiss
I reached out to your god
Amputated at the wrist
So I haunt these grounds
For the rest of my days
Pallor and cold before my edifice
Painful and old these wounds that exude hate
Pallor and cold before my edifice
Gaze and behold as I manifest
Blinded a lens inverts the light in my direction
Did you forget to excavate
I've been hanging around
Since you dug my grave
I grew from the seeds you sewed yesterday
Locked inside this tomb
We sing this elegy
Apparitions
Pallor and cold before my edifice
Painful and old these wounds that exude hate
Pallor and cold before my edifice
Gaze and behold as I manifest
Apparitions
Welcome to my humble abode
Hail Death
Hail Satan
Never a soul above or below my reach or imagination
A grave mistake
Hail Death