Ved Buens Ende — To Swarm Deserted Away lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "To Swarm Deserted Away" by Ved Buens Ende.
Lyrics
I swarm deserted away, like glass…
Warm, and as fevers
I am as flame
I am death…
For I, I weave our blasphemies…
Wicthes painted me
Like the mysteries created me…
Like where the poets breathe
I were woven into blasphemies