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There's a place I'd like to find, somewhere in the center of my mind Where sweet euphoric flowers grow, in every color of the rainbow As you close your eyes and float away, you can hear the demon gardeners say: Hellflower -- Satan's power, you grow more beautiful by the hour You feed our hearts and you free our minds, with the essence of the souls that you devour... Shrinking violet makes the scene in the formal garden of the queen Bloody Mary, so contrary, how do your flowers smell? Like pederastic priests and hypocrites, burning in the pits of Hell! You are the butterfly, I am the honey-bee You stop to smell the roses then you drown in the poison of my sting You fight to keep your sanity, then you fall into a deep narcotic sleep You slip into a dream without a care You can see Hellflowers everywhere The scent of evil fills the air... You can taste the magic if you dare... Daisies and daffodils, valium and placidyls Marigolds and violets, dilaudid and percocets Everything beautiful contains some evil... Flowers always smell sweeter through a needle Hellflower -- Satan's power, you grow more beautiful by the hour Letras de cancionesYou feed our hearts and you free our minds, with the essence of the souls that you devour... "Hi! I am Princess Samantha! And I am surrounded by a Sea of flowers! There are daises and daffodils, and Dandelions! But my favorites are the poppies! They are so pretty! And they make me so happy! And so tired... I'm so sleepy, And tired. And my eyes, they feel so heavy! I LOVE poppies!" "Would you like one of my flowers?" You slip into a dream without a care You can see Hellflowers everywhere The scent of evil fills the air... You can taste the magic if you dare.. Morning Glory tells the story of Hellflowers throughout history Growing like weeds in the Garden of Eden, Where the master spoke to Eve Judas tiptoed through the tulips with a kiss that would live in infamy Then they dragged your savior through the mud.. In the flowerbeds of Gethsemane Where sweet euphoric flowers grew In every size and shape and hue And as the centurions dragged him past He heard the demon gardeners laugh: Hellflower -- Satan's power, you grow more beautiful by the hour If I could I would destroy this world, and build something beautiful That we could call ours... Hellflower -- Satan's power, you grow more beautiful by the hour You feed our hearts and you free our minds, with the essence of the souls that you devour... From Letras Mania