The Absence

The bitter wind drifts
Through the apparition
A sleep that heavies the neck through the noose
A stretch of song and
Deep in this shallow grave
Burning bitter and bleak from this whimpered taste
Of Your weakness fallen so low
Sunken deep and black from this
Broken vow
Of Your weakness fallen so low
Sunken deep and black from
This broken vow
ARISE
FROM YOUR GRAVE
ARISE
Where the black rains are falling upon
The everlasting to all of our losses
Calling from the dead of night
Hollow from the breath of my prayers now lost
Burning fevers
In the shadows and in the embrace
Where They stagger, where They fall, and where They lay
Where the rains, won't wash away
Because as I burn what I feel as I sink into
The killing fields
The prevail is running you out of time
While you wither,
While death walks beside
ARISE
FROM YOUR GRAVE
ARISE
Where the black rains are falling upon
The everlasting to all of Our losses
Calling from the dead of night
Hollow from the breath of my prayers now lost
The sweetness holding the salt
To the serpents tongue seconds before the fall
Keeping heads above the fray
And keeping hell one heart beat away
ARISE
FROM YOUR GRAVE
ARISE
FROM YOUR GRAVE
ARISE
ARISE
FROM YOUR GRAVE
ARISE
ARISE
FROM YOUR GRAVE