In rank halls you walk alone
Sick with abstinence
Livid cries; livid smiles
A scent of sterile is a home
Tainted love remains
Pick the petals; keep them safe
As bloom wilts all heathens call
Feed for the rouge remains
Keep them safe
Keep them safe
Fair hearts will never moan
They won’t cry in vain
A message for the hallowed sane
As letters to the voices scream alone
Never cry once
They’re trained to see the void
Those sacred petals kept in lock won’t perish
Never say fall
Never fall
Never fall
Never fall
Never fall
words do not suffice to outline this rich blast of sinster-slick sick slime. Leopards of Flower babies with their own unique voice that is all distinctive and beautiful.
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