Foresworn (In Virtue)

Dark hooded figures marching Procession wreathed in jet A sob escapes in horror For someone newly lost So heavy on his shoulders Dark box of new laid pine Its contents sacrifice to A providence divine This wounded fear unhinging My scars like fire burning Lovers in life But what has changed Your promise bound us to the grave Awakened from my sleep Embalmed but not forgotten Your eyes go wide when you see It’s no hallucination And you will feel my touch again Cold as the rain is wet When we are are united in death Why do you cringe in terror? Your foresworn bride returns Dark hand sends splinters flying Thrown back the hood of death He watches not believing Alive she walks again Dark hooded figures marching A ghastly silhouette She reaches out to touch him His heart beats faster yet This wounded fear unhinging My scars like fire burning Brought back to life To stake my claim Come follow me into our grave Awakened from my sleep Embalmed but not forgotten Your eyes go wide when you see It’s no hallucination And you will feel my touch again Cold as the rain is wet When we are are united in death Why do you cringe in terror Your foresworn bride returns