A wilting flower
Withered petals falling slowly
To my waiting hand
Gently cradling every memory
Your dust filled bones
Draped in your slow decay
Winter’s icy breath
Caresses your scarred skin
Your body is a wasteland
Charred by sickness, condemned to rot
Propping your corpse in the windows
To my soul
Defying perdition
Your toes are curled around the edge of the abyss
Leaning into the beckoning gloom below
Clawing at your footprints, grasping at your tattered remains
Your tattered remains
I’m a shadow
Chasing a silhouette
My hands are whispers
Through blackened lips
As you fall into darkness
I follow
I follow
As you fade into the black
I follow
I follow
Philadelphia upstarts Crypt Sermon cleave yet another epic slab o' doom full of fantastical thrills and kickass solos. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 25, 2019