Ophis
			Nostrae Mortis Signaculum


1. Funeral

Lower her down
Into the cold embrace of the earth
Chilling wind
Tender and cold like herself
Weeping grass
The spade in my hand

My Cold tears
Could not melt the ice
The frozen shape
Around her soul

Her ebon casket
The white silk inside
Close the lid and forget
Upon the silent hill

My Words go down with you
Only flesh remains

Nothing reminds of her
No sign, no mark
Frozen earth
Covering her
And yet I feel
Her kiss is still inside me


2. Kennel Of Estrangement

You never see what I am seeing
You never felt like I am feeling
You'll never bleed like I am bleeding
Because of that distance

Torn apart
Behind glass
Torn apart

No matter where you touch me
No matter what you teach me
Because our point of melting
Is forever out of reach
Because of that distance

Torn apart
Behind glass
Torn apart

You never see what I am seeing
You never felt like I am feeling
You'll never bleed like I am bleeding
Because of that distance
That distance between us

Torn apart
Behind glass

Torn apart


3. Convert To Nihilism

There is no love
It's just an illusion
There is no hope
It's just a fake
There is no light
It's just a blink
There is no life
We find just death

There is no gain
It's just for loss
There is no truth
It's just a lie
There is no god
He's just our pain
There is no end
We never stop

There is nothing good
There is nothing evil
There's nothing of worth
There's nothing but decay


4. Nostrae Mortis Signaculum

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