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Eternal Pagan Winter

from He Who Built My Hearse by He Who Built My Hearse

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1>THE PERFECT MURDER
your love alone is not enough to spare premeditated killing
trade all your heroes in for ghosts as I carry you prone, and silent willing

fingerprints are washed away
by melting frost and sweet decay
brittle ribcage torn apart
ethereal hole straight through your heart
ritual slaughter, hallowed earth
fuel, my love, for my rebirth
eternal life tears me in two
i can't die, so I must kill you

burn the candles, stoke the fire
spiced and vicious funeral pyre
love for you will haunt my soul
despair, your lacking leaves a hole
just like the fissure through your breast
the bloody passage through your chest
cleaved by ice, then sealed by flames
sacred chanting, wicked names

DEATH, DEATH WILL TEAR US APART
my immortal lustful greed
DO YOU CRY OUT IN YOUR SLEEP,
as I contemplate the deed?
ALL MY FAILINGS ARE EXPOSED
in this shard of holy ice
I GET A TASTE IN MY MOUTH
as take my aim... precise

2>OVERTURE
Sub-zero! Cardio!
Fatal frigid frosty glow!
Eternal life and deep regret!
Eternal loss, I can't forget!
Sub-zero! Cardio!
Sacrifice in sacred snow!
All too high, the price to pay!
Blood and tears of my dismay!
Sub-zero! Cardio!
Colossal price, accursed snow!

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from He Who Built My Hearse, released November 11, 2010

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HE WHO BUILT MY HEARSE is a an experimental drone/doom project formed in Lancaster, UK, as a soundtrack to the impending downfall of the human race and all of it's collaborators. Repent. Repent.

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