Plague Bird - Novembers Doom

Dawn the mask to filter the scourge of love

Filled with juniper, mint and clove

Seen through the eyes of the Plague Bird

Blood-letting, straight from the heart

Heavily waxed and sealed from the air

The vile presence burns the lungs

Rise, the stench of Black Death

Re-balance the humours that bind

Breathe

This air is poisoned with the past

See

My heart bleeds in misery

Veil

To hide my eyes from the truth

Run

Far from this life I knew

Drape of lies embrace the soul

Distracting sight from forward growth

Seen through the eyes of the Plague Bird

Blood-letting, straight from the hearts

Breathe

This air is poisoned with the past

See

My heart bleeds in misery

Veil

To hide my eyes from the truth

Run

Far from this life I knew

Aromatic plume blankets the cold

Born with a consuming burn

Breathe

This air is poisoned with the past

See

My heart bleeds in misery

Veil

To hide my eyes from the truth

Run

Far from this life I knew