[Litmanen / Vil]
She would lie upon the bed and stare into the wall
Where the shadows flicker and they beckon and they
crawl
Cloakina's children grown in bottles in the dark
Seen and heard by the heresiarch
Boiling in fumes pregnant of black
gold's sweet perfume
Noxious the flowers by the light of the moon
Some play with poison
And some kill themselves in
love
And turn to heavens
Then to demons
Or just nothing at all
Roses are red violets are blue / Lilies pale as
death
The flowers of evil / Bloom for you
Ashes we'll be both you and me
Ashes we'll be so let us burn
Just
properly
The city sleeps and dreams in neon tinted urine streams
Oh chime the night and all the things that dark
redeems
There is not a place tonight on earth I'd rather be
Both feet in the hell abloom in the night around you and me
And
down fell the stars that no one made a wish upon
Down like the star of the morning proud Babylon
Some play with poison
And
some kill themselves in love
And turn to heavens, then to demons
Or just nothing at all
Roses are red violets are blue /
Lilies pale as death
The flowers of evil / Bloom for you
As we are now so will we be
Once tasted of the ecstasy
Of being
free
In hell abloom
Roses are red violets are blue / Lilies pale as death
The flowers of evil / Bloom for you
As we
are now so must we be
Once tasted of the infamy
We're never free
In hell abloom