Corpsebreath Lyrics

Cauldron Black Ram Corpsebreath

The well gone corpse disguises as man enriched
Wearing trinkets of garlic
Bearing rose petals underskin

Beat thou breast in roaring defiance
Those bellows shall unveil them

Drop the petalless flower
For it yeilds not its comeliness
Nor picturesque semblance of the grandoise

Never love a corpse
Never breath its foulest... writhing breath