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NECARE LYRICS
"Ophelia" (1999 Demo)
1. Azrael
2. Misericordiam
3. Juliet Consigned To Flames Of Woe
4. Ophelia
1. Azrael
In the moments before she falls into the stream...
Doubt assails her conscience, sorrow wracks her being...
Letting go, she drowns...
Her arms drift cruciform on the onyx tapestry...
In the twilight mist rises from the surface...
I reach into the water to touch her pale visage...
As above so below...
An angel flies on blackest wing...
To crush her soul, to weigh her sins...
Thy salvation her eyes hath seen...
The wailing dead in rapture sing...
The vaulted crypts, the blackened woods that reek of death's decay...
The charnel house, the no-man's-land...
This is thy domain...
Requiem aeternam... dona nobis pacem...
Et lux perpetua luceat eis...
An angel flies...
Azrael, how soon thy touch...
Renders flesh to lifeless dust...
Your will, my undoing...
You deny me everything...
2. Misericordiam
Misericordiam... I sing of misery...
I embrace the end...
The willows bend... the cistern fills with tears...
Celestine is thy bed of death...
My sorrow is abject...
Through shrouds of linen I bewail...
Thy passing...
In my heart the tempest rages silent...
There is a prison from which none can escape...
We all share this fate...
Try to perceive the shore on which we stand...
The tides too soon abate...
I shall draw my last breath...
And twitch in fever's warm caress...
Ex stasis... light fading...
Witness my soul's egress...
And there will be no more sorrow...
And there will be no more emptiness...
And with open arms embrace mortality...
We'll sleep together for all eternity...
3. Juliet Consigned To Flames Of Woe
In your eyes are raging seas...
You won't see my misery...
How could one so merciful rend my soul to save it?...
Seduce me and then turn away...
Hold my hand and clutch my throat...
You have always been the one to break my fall and kill me...
And in the silence I awaken...
Cast off the shroud you've draped around me...
Your beauty brings me resurrection...
This is too real... this is to life...
As death, to me...
In your grip is suffering...
My one wish: to end this pain...
Draw my hands across your face...
And kiss your lips before me...
See through my recalcitrance...
Hold me close... it's my last chance...
You can take my life from me and damn me to adore you...
And in the silence...
4. Ophelia
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