Acheron, of Acheron Before we became immersed in iniquity Together, we created a world of sunlight Darkness fell, as we walked away And as we walked away The sky, it
Disheartening, isn't it To find that man is inherently perverse Disheartening, isn't it That man is inherently evil Do you hear the Caitiff Choir Faithful
so cavalier, yet so depraved, Laid you down upon the shores of Acheron. Before we became immersed in iniquity. [chorus] And as we walked away, The sky, it
Disheartening, isn't it To find that man is inherently perverse. Disheartening, isn't it That man is inherently evil. Do you hear the caitiff choir, Faithful
It's the way she looks at me and Possesses me to collect the head of anyone, Collect the head of those who look her way. It's the way her whispers seems
: Today is the end of tolerance. May the blood of the wicked wash away The ruins of this frozen metropolis. Their perversions are to blame for this,
: Let's seal this greeting with the passion from a razor's kiss. Compassion, a virtue never synonymous with this name. Now my gaze pierces two sets of
: Alas, here is your serenade my darling That leaves you speechless and weak. May it teach you how to feel, May it remedy your heartlessness, And may
be no tomorrow.[/chorus] He'd take such comfort in knowing we will never see another day. And for their degeneration, Mankind will finally know what it
individual so cavalier, yet so depraved, Laid you down upon the shores of Acheron. Before we became immersed in iniquity. [chorus] And as we walked away, The sky, it
you're all I have that gives all the meaning to the beauty in the sky. The radiance, it's meaningless. [chorus] The radiance, it's meaningless. Until
Ignite the funeral pyre, And let's close the casket lid on everything. On this institution and on every memory burn it all in effigy. Let's watch it burn
's eternal. I beg of you my only saving grace. Please take my life tonight, let's disintegrate. [chorus] This love, it is eternal. Even in death it will
the only one who feels like home. And still the season's change and with it does your charm. Summer's end has come and with it misery. Yet I wait for
Let's seal this greeting with the passion from a razor's kiss. Compassion, a virtue never synonymous with this name. Now my gaze pierces two sets of
be the only one who feels like home. And still the season's change and with it does your charm. Summer's end has come and with it misery. Yet I wait for
