[Spoken Word]
It is the oldest story in the book... he desires the one thing he cannot have...

[Intro]
My darling queen, I lay myself at your feet
And I shall stay the hands of fate

[Verse 1]
Wind cries out, heavens boil above voicing discontent to my sins
I have found the way to trick the ferryman
I have deceived the ancient Gods

[Chorus]
Cold flesh lends to me its secrets
Each day brings me closer to you
For a price too high
My tragic victory
I shudder at what I have done

[Verse 2]
Darling queen I lay at your feet...
Chills take me as she wakes, throat gasps tainted breath
I've reclaimed you my stolen bride
Can your soul forgive my crimes of passion?
I would not close the casket
I'm so consumed by your pain
Faint screams echo through the night...
[Chorus]
Cold flesh lends to me its secrets
Each day brings me closer to you
For a price too high
My tragic victory
I shudder at what I have done

[Bridge]
The pains of death can no longer haunt you
As the dawning sky brings forth one forsaken thought
Death can not win for I now dwell in the palace of decay
And I shall stay the hands of fate

[Breakdown]
Night descends, sinews twitch
My pale queen finally stands to taste silent lips now cursed with her love

[Chorus]
Cold flesh lends to me its secrets
Each day brings me closer to you
For a price too high
My tragic victory
I shudder at what I have done
Each day brings me closer to you
For a price too high
My tragic victory
I shudder at what I have done