Psychomanteum - Niviane

A longing for life once lost

Relived at any cost

Beyond the world of dreams

A glimpse of forbidden scenes

Calling the dead

The sacred words read

My own blood I shed

A crime against nature

An unholy plan

Our maker be damned

Mystic hologram

My love, my specter

Under the darkness of night

A hint of candlelight

Sights beyond belief

The air hangs thick with grief

A dust-filled empty room

A haunting familiar tune

A splash of her perfume

For the past we yarn

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Pray for a return

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Calling th dead

The sacred words read

My own blood I shed

A crime against nature

An unholy plan

Our maker be damned

Mystic hologram

My love, my specter

A rendezvous with the past

Through the looking glass

A surreal moment of peace

Not another moment bereave

For the past we yearn

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Pray for a return

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Two heart’s now reborn

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May they mourn no more

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