Blood once so divine bled on the rocks,
my lifeless corpse left for the beats
In your mind memory of me had already started to fade
Embraced to death, but never released,
all that she wept didn't much help
It's so unfair wasn't their fault
since she was born all went just wrong
Crimson light, blinding my eyes
how futile and small it makes me feel
Feverish dream, like flesh covered with flies a weeping hayfield,
yet still so real
No sleeping pills taken tonight
memories they live painful and bright
Like a ghost in her gown, waiting for dawn.
In her suite where the ghostlike ones meet
Crimson light, blinding my eyes
how futile and small it makes me feel
Feverish dream, like flesh covered with flies a weeping hayfield,
yet still so real
