Jarboe
Anhedoniac
my hair is tangled on the treeit floats and twists - a writhing beastmy body stripped of finerybut the diamonds is shining on the ringmy lover he gave it just to mein a velvet box of his diseasenow blood has pooled in a face of blueshe cannot weep who's died of youwe pushed out off the cliff to rowin foggy deep at midnight's tolland the one you strangled in the seashe beckons you 'come to your drink'oh belly aching, my hole is fullof fishes a eating up to my skullthen slit my wrists to go to sleepand lick this fungus to give me dreamscome and give me what i need - insidious with crueltycome and give me what i need - come fill your cup with a vile diseasecome and give me what i need - come fill your cup with a vile diseasecome and give me what i need - come fill your cup'come to your drink'come and give me what i need - come fill your cup'come to your drink'come and give me what i need - come fill your cup'come to your drink'came and give me what i need - come fill your cup'come to your drink'come and give me
From Letras Mania