From Your Grave

The bitter wind drifts
Through the apparition
A sleep that heavies the neck through the noose
A stretch of song
And deep in this shallow grave
Burning bitter and bleak from this whimpered taste
Of your weakness
Fallen so low
Sunken deep and black from this broken vow
Of your weakness
Fallen so low
Sunken deep and black from this broken vow

Arise
From Your Grave
Arise

Where the black rains
Falling upon
The everlasting to all of our losses
Calling from the dead of night
Hollow from the breath of my prayers now lost

Burning fevers
In the shadows and in the embrace
Where they stagger, where they fall, and where they lay
Where the rains, won't wash away
Because as I burn what I feel as I sink into the killing fields
The prevail is running you out of time
While you wither, while death walks beside

Arise
From Your Grave
Arise

Where the black rains
Falling upon
The everlasting to all of our losses
Calling from the dead of night
Hollow from the breath of my prayers now lost

The sweetness holding the salt
To the serpents tongue, seconds before the fall
Keeping heads above the frey and keeping hell one heart beat away

Arise
From Your Grave
Arise
From Your Grave

Arise
Arise
From Your Grave
Arise
Arise
From Your Grave