The Flowers of Evil

The day they covered us in the dirt

Like stars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers

The day they covered us in the dirt

Like stars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers

Your body's on me like sleepless spiders

Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty

Your body's on me like sleepless spiders

Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty

Your touch is so empty, your touch is so empty

I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile

For all of my sorceries that shun the light, that shun the light

I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile

For all of my sorceries that shun the light, that shun the light

The day they covered us in the dirt

Like scars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers

The day they covered us in the dirt

Like scars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers

I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile

For all of my sorceries that shun the light, that shun the light

I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile

For all of my sorceries that shun the light, that shun the light

I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile

For all of my sorceries that shun the light, that shun the light

I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile

For all of my sorceries that shun the light, that shun the light

I've been running from the bloodless for fear of exile

For all of my sorceries that shun the light, that shun the light

Light, light, light, light