A Sorrow That Will Never Fade
By My Decadent...

....Sooner or later you shall see
There is nothing to love about me...

Engulfed by darkness I awake in a dream,
Reality so distant - silence serene...

Blood Canticle
By My Decadent...

For far too long you have watched and done...
Never thought of ever trying to aid my pain...

A broken heart which bleeds because it cannot mend
But the pain is nonexistent - or so I can pretend...

Never thought that I would walk through the world
posing as a betrayer...

Cruelty Brought Thee Orchids
By My Decadent...

Dark Obsession
By My Decadent...

I could drown into the deep sea of her eyes,
And enchanted by her sweet voice of sorrow...

I can hear her sobbing in the quiet dark,
I can feel the faint beat of her heart...

Feeble and Frail
Her body floats in the silver stream...