An Odour of Osirian Bloom letra

An Odour of Osirian Bloom

In a bed of bewildering passion he lies a night
A dark silhouette entering his chamber
White shades like a goddess
She was filling his soul with lust
This master of devil desire
Setting his world ablaze
Like a burning fire
Dwelling in his soul

A cold night breeze cast into this room
A gust of rare delight
A Celtic odour of Osirian bloom
Filling his chamber this night

She had the grace of four queens shining through her eyes
The diamonds of a soul swept in dark
With her whispering tongue
Seducing him to worlds beyond
"Feed with me - dont fear the second coming - you will see what I have seen
Walk with me through the gates of this world"
Nightfall took his hands!

A cold night breeze cast into this room
A gust of rare delight
A Celtic odour of Osirian bloom
Filling his chamber this night

Fairytale Abuse - Letras

• A Forest of Flames
• An Odour of Osirian Bloom
• By The Vampire Still
• Fall Of The Icon
• Gate of Thorns
• Her Heart Pounds - 7 to Nightfall
• In The Shadows of Stigma
• Misery Tree
• Neon Nightmare
• Our Glorious Revivification
• Powers And Signs Of Lying Wonders
• Sindarilla
• Soul Seducer
• The End of Subject I
• The Interdiction Of Obscurity
• The Spirit Tower
• Tranquil Forever?
• Troparion For The White Plague
• Vivid The Blood Ill-natured
• When One Bleeds