Scorns Of Time — Left Hand Solution

Singing that died away The nightingale silenced In this world, our decadence The sweetness turned sour

Naked and bled Her blackened wings spread Feathers - burned and frayed Sore and sick she fades

The nestling falls down Dead on earth As sickness takes hold Of the essence

Naked and bled Her blackened wings spread Feathers - burned and frayed Sore and sick she fades

Together we die Born unable Expose the filth Suppressed within