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• Artiste: Ophis
• Titre: Caressing The Dead
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I touch her white skin Whiter than milk Softer than the silk In which she's lying in Her scent is strong but sweet Her fingertips so cold I touch her sleeping head I'm caressing the dead The darkened light of candles Is shining through the chamber Although so ever silent My heart does feel like ember Peaceful they sleep Inside a breathless sphere Although I know it's mad I'm caressing the dead I'm dwelling in the crypts I rest between the coffins I'm hiding from the living Inside my underworld Hate their world of lies and terror Mistreatings, hate and jealousy Now I live in silence The dead my only friends Necromantic, I fondle her fingers Eyes so endless, staring at me Never feel my sorrow Never feel my pain Never feel the torture Don't feel anything again Among the perished I seek health Eternal peace Behind the blackened slumber...