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That Which Erodes The Most Tender Of Things Lyrics - Deflorate - The Black Dahlia Murder

Won't you rest your ruined head my weary child 

This would twas not for thee 

I send you now the promised land 

Not one breath did you heave stilly born 

 

Unto this earth sleeping so soundly in my arms 

A slug-like trail of ochre fluids where we've danced 

The sun is setting now I hold a modest hand in vain 

My lung emit a sigh 

What fiend would take these tiny eyes and show them to the dark 

Gods just a lie 

 

Never born into this den of sin 

That which erodes the most tender of things 

After the eve have fallen 

The lights are sinking low 

Shadows would hide that life 

In him could never grow 

 

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A hollow gaze peers from the cradle black 

Imagining his shining eyes just sockets staring back 

Witness the baptism skeletal the world would shun 

Reject the purest form of love 

A mother to her son 

 

I proceed to nurse him 

I could almost smile 

I entertain the notion 

That he did live this while 

But he's dead to this world 

Carved out just like my heart 

Soaked up and washed so lovingly 

Cherished son unconditionally 

 

In our secret world alone 

Situation delecate crudely frowned upon 

In our sacred love undone 

 

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Never born into this den of sin 

That which erodes the most tender of things 

After the eve has fallen 

The lights are sinking low 

Shadows would hide that life 

In him could never grow 

 

A hollow gaze peers from the cradle black 

Imagining his shining eyes just sockets staring back 

Witness the baptism skeletal the world would shun 

Reject the purest form of love 

A mother to her putrid rotting son 

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