Graven Idol Lyrics
| Song | Graven Idol |
| Artist | Primordial |
| Album | Journey's End |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Averill, Primordial | |
| Her scent comes to me | |
| As the night breathes | |
| Her countenance grave | |
| A waxed pallor, that lays every tomb open to the sky | |
| So she sees and ever watches | |
| The stars revolve and dance for her | |
| A velvet dream of crimson revolt | |
| The rites of all... deliver her kiss to me | |
| I ascend... erotic misery | |
| We are blood to the bloodless | |
| We are honour to the honourless and | |
| We, We are gods to the godless | |
| Gods to the | |
| Godless, Honour to the honourless, | |
| Blood to the bloodless. | |
| The cruel day; it hurts my eyes... for it is night | |
| I ever long for | |
| If sorrows sweet gifts have offered me thus | |
| I am all that has been and cannot refuse | |
| As her smile has ushered in the night | |
| So many countless times before | |
| I hear a foot on the stair... | |
| I turn and she is there. | |
| With all the gifts of the grave to offer me | |
| How can I refuse | |
| A graven idol such as thee |
| zuo qu : Averill, Primordial | |
| Her scent comes to me | |
| As the night breathes | |
| Her countenance grave | |
| A waxed pallor, that lays every tomb open to the sky | |
| So she sees and ever watches | |
| The stars revolve and dance for her | |
| A velvet dream of crimson revolt | |
| The rites of all... deliver her kiss to me | |
| I ascend... erotic misery | |
| We are blood to the bloodless | |
| We are honour to the honourless and | |
| We, We are gods to the godless | |
| Gods to the | |
| Godless, Honour to the honourless, | |
| Blood to the bloodless. | |
| The cruel day it hurts my eyes... for it is night | |
| I ever long for | |
| If sorrows sweet gifts have offered me thus | |
| I am all that has been and cannot refuse | |
| As her smile has ushered in the night | |
| So many countless times before | |
| I hear a foot on the stair... | |
| I turn and she is there. | |
| With all the gifts of the grave to offer me | |
| How can I refuse | |
| A graven idol such as thee |
| zuò qǔ : Averill, Primordial | |
| Her scent comes to me | |
| As the night breathes | |
| Her countenance grave | |
| A waxed pallor, that lays every tomb open to the sky | |
| So she sees and ever watches | |
| The stars revolve and dance for her | |
| A velvet dream of crimson revolt | |
| The rites of all... deliver her kiss to me | |
| I ascend... erotic misery | |
| We are blood to the bloodless | |
| We are honour to the honourless and | |
| We, We are gods to the godless | |
| Gods to the | |
| Godless, Honour to the honourless, | |
| Blood to the bloodless. | |
| The cruel day it hurts my eyes... for it is night | |
| I ever long for | |
| If sorrows sweet gifts have offered me thus | |
| I am all that has been and cannot refuse | |
| As her smile has ushered in the night | |
| So many countless times before | |
| I hear a foot on the stair... | |
| I turn and she is there. | |
| With all the gifts of the grave to offer me | |
| How can I refuse | |
| A graven idol such as thee |
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