Withered symbols of decay I beheld
Their lifeless shapes omens of things to come
Withered symbols of decay I beheld
They were the past, they were the future

The lament of the black sea, I heareth
And tears of silver, I cried
Thus the argentine streams, I heareth
And tears of silver, I cried

Frostvenom - chilled mind
Searing thoughts - blinded by lust
All statues in the gardens of decadence
Forever bound by the vines of midwinter

Embrace thy bastard elysium
Embrace thy corrupted heart