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