Queen’s Death In The Season Of Ivory – Damascus – letras

Queen’s Death In The Season Of IvoryQUEEN’S DEATH IN THE SEASON OF IVORY|She gazed upon her silver solid waterto perfect her art of human canvasto prepare for her night into, transpose|Stained the white of seasoned grassruby gems created by the dowsingof thy grip with kris in handshe graduated through to her passing|Remarked as the goddess ofnever excepting pathwaysa glass full of iceas her crown filled her eyesshe blinded out the peons around|By thy hands her heart stopped beatingher mind seized to existbid adieu to the glorious worldof selfish state of thought|Wilted under thee pale moonwhilst thy kris raped her wombshalt she be possessed by the weald’sfrore ivory tomb|Queens death in the season of ivory