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The Blackened Memory - The Black Cat

V6

[verse] Gloom wraps tight, chamber’s cold, shadows stalk my soul, Pluto’s eyes, like cursed stars, burn through night’s control. Once my solace, shared my dusk, till the bottle’s sting, Turned my heart to blackened stone, wrought a wretched thing. Knife flashed swift, his life I stole, left him cold and gone, Strung him up beneath the moon, sins I can’t atone. Now his shade invades my sleep, claws my mind to dust, Every creak, a vengeful hiss, shatters all my trust. Black cat’s curse, black cat’s curse. [chorus] Pluto’s stare, it haunts my nights, chains me to my dread, Guilt’s a noose, it pulls me tight, livin’ with the dead. Every whisper, every wail, carves my soul in two, Black cat’s curse, my endless hell, nothing breaks it through. [verse] Flames devoured my cursed home, left a ghost in stone, Pluto’s mark, a charred grim face, chills my flesh and bone. New beast slinks, one-eyed wraith, shadow of my crime, Wife’s kind hand gives it rest, but it warps my time. Its gaze a blade, it hunts my steps, drives me to the void, Each low growl, a demon’s taunt, leaves my peace destroyed. Axe I swing, to kill its reign, but her scream cuts deep, Blood spills fast, she’s gone to dust, now my soul’s to keep. Black cat’s curse, black cat’s curse. [chorus] Pluto’s stare, it haunts my nights, chains me to my dread, Guilt’s a noose, it pulls me tight, livin’ with the dead. Every whisper, every wail, carves my soul in two, Black cat’s curse, my endless hell, nothing breaks it through. [verse] Basement’s tomb, damp and grim, hides my wretched sin, Bricks I lay, entomb her fate, lock the truth within. Cat’s gone still, nights crawl slow, think I’ve dodged the snare, Cops come creep, they search my lair, but I’ve no despair. Tap the wall, my voice too bold, flaunt my cunning art, Then a shriek, unholy wail, rips my world apart. Cat’s atop her lifeless skull, eyes like hell’s cruel flame, Yowls my guilt, betrays my soul, damns me to my shame. Black cat’s curse, black cat’s curse. [chorus] Pluto’s stare, it haunts my nights, chains me to my dread, Guilt’s a noose, it pulls me tight, livin’ with the dead. Every whisper, every wail, carves my soul in two, Black cat’s curse, my endless hell, nothing breaks it through.