Under A Veil (Of Black Lace) - Anathema

With loving passion, oh your radiance

A serenade I cry

Your silk lined coffin the lachrymatory

To hold a mourners tears

ethereal splendour

pale skin and down cast eyes

scent of paradise

like her, forever remains unknown

Through tear stained eyes

My view is growing weaker

Please help my grief be vanquished

Thy bed of roses, funereal drapery

Impale my on your thorns

celestial splendour

pale skin and down cast eyes

farewell autumn kisses

like her, forever remains unknown

I loved her … but now shes gone

(its so hard to face)

Overcoming … tender reckoning

If I too depart the earth

I harmony to (our) heaven well elope

Heavenly grace with which to ease

The virgins tears