Primordial - Graven Idol

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Her scent comes to me
As the night breathes
Her countenance grave
A waxed pallor, that lays every tomb
Open to the sky
So she sees and ever watches
The stars revolve and dance for her
A velvet dream of crimson revolt
The rites of all… deliver her kiss to me
I ascend… erotic misery
We are blood to the bloodless
We are honour to the honourless
And We are gods to the godless
The cruel day hurts my eyes… it is night I ever long for
If sorrows sweet gifts have offered me thus
I am all that has been and cannot refuse
As her smile has ushered in the night
So many countless times before
I hear a foot on the stair…
I turn and she is there
With all the gifts of the grave to offer me
How can I refuse
A graven idol such as thee