Oh flower you do fawn over me
With the weight of the do
And the rain so steep
Cutting holes in the reek
Pouring fire streams
On my cotton
On my cotton
On my cotton skin
Oh buddy please don´t go
And leave me alone
In this life so unknown
And colored in dread
Weaving harsh ugly threads
Pouring hot melted led
In my hollow
In my hollow
In my hallowed head
Oh charnel-smell of my chest dead and grim
Won´t you seep out
In ghastliness, ready to sink
In my very own nostrils
Pouring poisoned streams
On the veins
On the veins
On the veins of my
Dreams
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