Letra de The Flowers Of Sadism
My blood has staled in my mouth
The snake releases its own tail
My eyes pool and blacken as they drill the mortal shell
The snake releases its own tail
My eyes pool and blacken as they drill the mortal shell
Their dilation exhales the holy
Youth flees out their fume and billowing breath
Affection yields to its shadow in the cradle of transmuting death
An infernal focus tightens
An arrow of vision shot outside the periphery of God
Revelations flood clean the poppies from Heaven
Its language is lost, and Perdition blooms within me
My chest in heartbrеak tilled
His ill will held close to thе garden bed
My loosened soil I offer to its seeds and dark grace
Fall within and find root beyond its opening gate
Inside a knotted bud, the petals of my freedom form
A new strength flowers within me
The curdled word of pain pours from the rot of love denied
The dream of survival dances to life against the body of the moon
A starless trail to Saturn shines in the light of her boon
A new strength flowers within me
The curdled word of pain pours from the rot of love denied
An infernal focus tightens
Perdition blooms within me
Carried on the winds of adaptation
From the grave of prey to the throne of indignation
A ravenous appetite is whet by loss
This pain seeks a new heart to shape
Youth flees out their fume and billowing breath
Affection yields to its shadow in the cradle of transmuting death
An infernal focus tightens
An arrow of vision shot outside the periphery of God
Revelations flood clean the poppies from Heaven
Its language is lost, and Perdition blooms within me
My chest in heartbrеak tilled
His ill will held close to thе garden bed
My loosened soil I offer to its seeds and dark grace
Fall within and find root beyond its opening gate
Inside a knotted bud, the petals of my freedom form
A new strength flowers within me
The curdled word of pain pours from the rot of love denied
The dream of survival dances to life against the body of the moon
A starless trail to Saturn shines in the light of her boon
A new strength flowers within me
The curdled word of pain pours from the rot of love denied
An infernal focus tightens
Perdition blooms within me
Carried on the winds of adaptation
From the grave of prey to the throne of indignation
A ravenous appetite is whet by loss
This pain seeks a new heart to shape
