That Which Erodes The Most Tender-The Black Dahlia Murder

[ti:That Which Erodes The Most Tender] [ar:The Black Dahlia Murder] [al:Deflorate] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]That Which Erodes The Most Tender - The Black Dahlia Murder [00:11.69]Won't you rest your ruined head my weary child [00:15.18] [00:15.98]This would twas not for thee [00:19.55] [00:20.74]I send you now the promised land [00:23.04] [00:23.90]Not one breath did you heave stilly born [00:28.01]Unto this earth sleeping so soundly in my arms [00:32.81]A slug-like trail of ochre fluids where we've danced [00:36.40] [00:37.12]The sun is setting now I hold a modest hand in vain [00:41.64] [00:42.21]My lung emit a sigh [00:44.54] [00:45.85]What fiend would take these tiny eyes [00:49.27]And show them to the dark [00:50.90] [00:51.43]Gods just a lie [00:52.78] [00:54.27]Never born into this den of sin [00:57.14] [00:58.50]That which erodes the most tender of things [01:02.19]After the eve have fallen [01:04.23]The lights are sinking low [01:06.63]Shadows would hide that life [01:08.88]In him could never grow [01:10.78] [01:11.39]A hollow gaze peers from the cradle black [01:14.56] [01:15.47]Imagining his shining eyes just sockets staring back [01:19.74] [01:20.36]Witness the baptism skeletal the world would shun [01:24.70]Reject the purest form of love [01:26.73]A mother to her son [01:29.09] [01:30.64]I proceed to nurse him [01:32.78]I could almost smile [01:34.28] [01:34.84]I entertain the notion [01:36.47] [01:37.12]That he did live this while [01:39.26]But he's dead to this world [01:41.29]Carved out just like my heart [01:43.86]Soaked up and washed so lovingly [01:46.04]Cherished son unconditionally [01:48.27] [02:07.77]In our secret world alone [02:10.98] [02:12.23]Situation delecate crudely frowned upon [02:15.35] [02:16.80]In our sacred love undone [02:19.50] [02:21.71]Never born into this den of sin [02:24.75] [02:25.92]That which erodes the most tender of things [02:29.63]After the eve has fallen [02:31.67]The lights are sinking low [02:34.01]Shadows would hide that life [02:36.18]In him could never grow [02:38.15] [02:38.67]A hollow gaze peers from the cradle black [02:42.21] [02:43.02]Imagining his shining eyes just sockets staring back [02:46.88] [02:47.73]Witness the baptism skeletal the world would shun [02:52.09]Reject the purest form of love [02:54.10]A mother to her putrid rotting son