Primordial Lyrics
"Infernal Summer"

Her skin, so pale... shrouded in black
I drew down the veil, I wanted her back
I am at one with what never lived
I'll draw down the veil, and offer up what I have to give

Shall you try and poison my words
at a summers funeral, I woke to the light
shall you lay my bed with thorns
and clutch at me like you have done to life..?

Shall I be the chief mourner, in your procession
no stone lays unturned .. (rest in your grave)
I can no longer hear, silence calling your name
or the choirs of ruin, lamenting your pain