Last Days in the Charnel House Lyrics

Hold on to that horizon.
...be it sordid or sweet, lustful and pure
What remains of that horizon?
-As it comes to me in force and faith
-As it comes to me with love's cryptic embrace

And our bodies break
To the sway of decay
Hails the relentless day
But the bones of romance
Will fossilize our stance
Could it really be left to chance?
So, with blood we dowse
What's left of her tattered blouse
Last days in the Charnel House
Give unto me your skeleton key
locks relieved
Death
be
free