la gràv - Shadowbloom

Arrival of Our Lady of the Grave, speaks on saving and deploying souls now in her service.

Inky shadows creep in view
Whispering echoes of crimson night
Chill descends as fell winds skew
Our Lady of the Grave takes flight

Hear her wail beneath the moonlight
Dance to the beat of eternal night
Sanguine roses bloom
Her shadow stretches, eclipsing the tomb
Heartbeat slows as the air runs cold

Ahhhhh

Ahhhhh

Her voice, whispers, sweet beckoning
The lost at the edge of the dark
Beyond their ruin, now souls are deployed
and Our Lady of the Grave claims her rite

Hear her wail beneath the moonlight
Dance to the beat of eternal night
Sanguine roses bloom
Her shadow stretches, eclipsing the tomb
Heartbeat slows as the air runs cold