(Like murder)
Stoned I awoke in your temple
To blackness above you
And death beside me
(Where)
Kitchen knives conspire
Razor blades make bloodless love
(Like murder)
The ghost of a pale girl is solemnly following me
Will she follow me into the sea?
I feel the flowers screaming to consume you
(Like murder)
Earth and sky your cradle, earth and sky entomb you
And death beside me
I burrow through the dust in your skull
But I cannot seem to find your soul

Bloodless and numb, we orbit the sun
Hungry, will this pale thing follow me into the sea
On the cold side of her face, the reptiles awake
Locusts swarm from open mouths that sing thy kingdom come
While blackness hums

Nothing is true and I'm tired of your sad today
You're screaming because there's nothing left for you to say

Bloodless and numb, we orbit the sun
Hungry, will this pale thing follow me into the sea

Stoned I awoke in your temple
To blackness above you
And death beside me
(Where)
Kitchen knives conspire
Razor blades make bloodless love
(Like murder)


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    I love this song. No idea what its about, but the sound is just so amazing that it doesnt really matter to me.

    prettylush5446on July 25, 2006   Link

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