She simply fell towards, towards down the stairs The head was smashed in pieces, but I don't think she was dead...
Strongly hidden feeling of lost but the temper made insecure Red raw lungs as they don't want to be Cut and release the watery gore The warm young eyes and the body of a cat looks like an erotic kind of beast Heart beats twice as I wish to be the rat, on eachothers flesh I want to feast
But how will I find who is lost when I am lost by myself ?
The rose, it rose and managed to rise above the skies But as you lay there in your own mess you only catches flies While this woman gracefully moves towards the door The flesh and the cerebral substance of yours is drying on the floor
The beast is unleashed, with my eyes let me feast on you at least
But the summer is gone now and my soul with it My spikes disappeared in your head and your life with it
She simply fell towards, towards down the stairs She simply fell towards, I guess she smashed her head
I dig in the mud until my hands bleed too much, Less than a year to expose Down to the ground a cranium I found Actually my fingers are frosen
The wild but mild, through my gate you've been defiled The rose it rose, my skin fall in pieces and I'm frosen