Xasthur – A Spell Within the Winds Lyrics

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Bleed on the memories
And image in mind
Your blood's on thy flame
The candles of black

I watched the smoke, blowing to the south
The watching moon closing in on you

Summon the eye of death
He grants me your destruction
As I scream death's name
Can you feel my hate?

Your death was the taste
The taste of revenge

While no one saw the doom
I cast into your eyes

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