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

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

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 frey 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