The roaring sweetness
Of a distant whispering lure
I hear the sirens
Behind these curtains lies the cure
A close encounter
Seems the strangers are not pure
The roaring sweetness
Of a distant whispering cure

The vulture’s in your mind
The vulture’s in your kind
The vulture’s in your mind
Your kind, let it be

How astounding
Like a storm it drags along
These ancient powers

I’m your whore, I’ll be that strong
Decadent flowers
Pickin’, lickin’, fade to black


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Sweet Violet song meanings
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