Novembers Doom
Petrichor
Frigid rain now wash me
A familiar scent arise
Vibrance full with petrichor
I am so incomplete

In the ground, the only day your loved
In the ground, I will love missing you

This labored breath, our symmetry ad nauseum
Banishment through the crawl, the first step is paralyzed

Familiar face has been twisted
Into a shape unrecognized
I have to die when the worms are crying
Eternal sleep, I'm now alive

In the ground, the only day your loved
In the ground, I will love missing you

This labored breath, our symmetry ad nauseum
Banishment through the crawl, the first step is paralyzed

Rainfall fills the lungs
The dirt is blinding me
Filled with euphoria
I'm so sick with joy
In the ground, the only day your loved
In the ground, I will love missing you