Dave Van Detta - Beauty and Deceased Lyrics

I fell upon these blasted shores
And there I saw a glance of her reflection
Her gaze, so potent, made my mind
To set the lands ablaze

Her eyes like a drug
Whispered holiness
To a dead man spitting on faith
Sounding the voice of a magick flute
Leaving me awake for eternity

I've cried upon her beauty
Whilst I've whispered her to sleep
Was drawn to every breath she took
As I heard the heavens weep
This veil of fate surrounding us
A still world was at our feet
Even God had cried
And his angels sighed
Singing praise to our defeat

As she was aiming higher
Than the stars above
She never dreamed of poisoned love
Restraining her from the skies that set her free into the light

I hear her call
My darling
Their kingdoms will fall

Carry these nations
That kneel down to lust
God wills the end today
Rise to the stars
As they revert to dust
And let the pure to stay

My succubus
She's drawn me
Into a dance with her deception
Forlorn I strive to end her heaven ways
And bring the end of days

Rid the earth of its foul lord
To end his ways, with truth restored
They'll see the real king of lies
That sits upon his heaven's throne
And she will see the truth herself
And still I'll be the one she resents
My soul deceased, belonged inside the pits of hell

I scared the sun
Desecrated his deluded design
And as the sand aligns
This world was briefly, truly redone

Existence, wars made of gold
She sang her stories that unfold
Existence, come back to me
Divine, I'll set you free into the light

Carry these nations
That kneel down to lust
God wills the end today
Rise to the stars
As they revert to dust
And let the pure to stay
Now you are free
Confine the enthroned
Ascended ones who care
Abandon the stars
As they weren't meant to last
And let the pure to stay

And as she was looking down
I made a choice for my tenth crown
This world to be benighted
In one swift pace our pain to drown

God give your woes to the harlot
Take her home