Walliver
Two Thousand Club
Every day, I am haunted
Memories filter through the smoke screen of daily life
Every night, it continues
But at night there is a comfort
She is disguised in a shroud
Woven of horrors unseen
She is skeletal and terrifying
All that, but not to me
She is beautiful
She is the only comfort that sleeping brings
She faces my nightmares
And she pushes back bad memories
She is the magic I practice
She is the song that I so love to sing
She is the only light I can find
She is only real when I sleep
But I see her in everything I do
Oh Azvameth, you lovesick fool
Oh Azvameth, you doomed lover
Azvameth, who loves Death, and no other
Memories filter through the smoke screen of daily life
Every night, it continues
But at night there is a comfort
She is disguised in a shroud
Woven of horrors unseen
She is skeletal and terrifying
All that, but not to me
She is beautiful
She is the only comfort that sleeping brings
She faces my nightmares
And she pushes back bad memories
She is the magic I practice
She is the song that I so love to sing
She is the only light I can find
She is only real when I sleep
But I see her in everything I do
Oh Azvameth, you lovesick fool
Oh Azvameth, you doomed lover
Azvameth, who loves Death, and no other
