Mist Within - Ars Moriendi Lyrics

I put my timid mask on again in denial
All that is lost I dwell on, how null is survival
From what has come and never passed
A sense of demise will last
In my own twilight I burn out
Washed by the waves of sorrow
I deflect all the little pieces that I neglect
Gleam of redemption yet I'm defying
Although I'm subdued to the art of dying
Denying, enclosing all the temptation
Deceptive is this crown, alas
Decrepit old crusader on a pale dead horse
Contemplating art of dying is
My undisclosed penance
Remnant of the past, bilateral indifference
Putrefied is my body and my soul
Stoic I lay down, infested inside and dazed by it's odour
Death is coming back for more
Denying, enclosing all the temptation
Deceptive is this crown, alas
Decrepit old crusader on a pale dead horse
Persisting art of dying is
Putrefied is my body and my soul
Stoic I lay down, infested inside and dazed by it's odour
Death is coming back for more