Divina Enema The Darkest Hour Lyrics

The Darkest Hour Lyrics

[Caym:]



...And naught was found 



in thief's chest but his curse!



And loth was he 



to render up the keys!







[Caacrinolaas:]



All woes will follow you like crows or urgent flies



he cries 



and e'er the oftener the worse shall they become!







[Peter:]



Due west I faintly glimpsed a long dark line



Alas



'twas difficult to learn from it for certain



O anything but hideous hint at death



but laughing roar around



'Defeat again most likely!'







...The trail was long cold when I took it up again...



Would weeper not have suited it far better?



He'd have ransacked



and sniffed that ghastly matter



as no one else would have... 



and none's to blame!







That bloodstained grass did render active all



incentives to get shape of holy holt



I had beheld in all its splendid horror



prosperity in bloom before the dawn







Trees all around me spoke in tongue of pain



and there was no response!







[Caacrinolaas:]



You cry in vain!







[Arthur's voice sounding from afar & high above:]



My brothers and my sisters! 



Test that seed!







[Caacrinolaas:]



The acorn as the symbol and 



you'll see







[Arthur's voice sounding from afar & high above:]



Yield of your faith and wisdom shall arise







[Caacrinolaas triumphantly to Caym:]



Your livid souls are freed to plunder!







[Arthur's distant voice with Caacrinolaas' growl from somewhere below:]



Rise!







[Peter:]



All thicket wept and sang this gloomy song



'The darkest hour is that before the dawn'







[Caacrinolaas:]



The fault at the conclave



had been bearing resemblance with death



No more faith



Just before twisted roots got entangled together



they'd stood holy forever!



Hallowed be thy dome and thy brotherhood!







[Peter:]



That bloodstained grass did render active all



incentives to get shape of howling holy holt...



I had beheld in all its splendid horror



prosperity in bloom before the dawn







[Caym:]



Atrociously I am describing the debt



so usual in grim and whispering kingdom



of your personality



nobody met and no one has seen your last will off



through the mist of disease silly stranger...



you will be deceived by that grove!







LiAlveL of TMT: I: 11, II: 22, III: 33







[Oze:]



Defeat at the conclave



is bearing resemblance with death



no more faith!



Just before twisted roots got entangled together



you'd been holy forever



Hallowed be thy dome and thy brotherhood