A Terrible Day For Rain
I'll see you on the other side
Glow
Glow
Little red rose
Blood on your thorns
No lack of moths
Drawn to your glow
Following red petal blood drops
We turned loose in the fog
Bodies in the chalk
We don't talk about it
Down from the noose
Came the black recluse
Returning you to the forest gloom
What didn't kill us, cursed us
(What didn't kill us, cursed us)
My nights are numbered
Your days coming soon
(Dangerous imaginations)
Contagious, suicidal ideation
(Grim ritualistic seances)
Carve out the third eye
See you on the other side
Glow
Little red rose
Blood on your thorns
No lack of moths
Drawn to your glow
Self destructive, carnage puppets in slew
Dancing on the strings of only God knows who
Only God knows
Only God knows
Recount the hours you had left on one red hand
Your farewell fell silent on deafened ears
I'm the one who pushed you
I kicked the dirt in
I left a rose