Flowers of Evil

A humid whisper glides across the pane,
I breathe your poison in the velvet dark.
Our silhouettes are tangled in the strain,
Crucified upon the lies we spark.


A bitter sin unfolds its petals wide,
Breaking through the granite from below.
These blackened stems are trembling deep inside,
Tearing up the spirit as they grow.

Припев
Flowers of evil blooming in my space,
I fed them drops of crimson every night.
Within this quiet, agonizing grace,
We merely fall away from any light.


The freezing fingers and the bitter grief,
You hide the jagged thorns beneath your coat.
Our stolen paradise has found relief,
Sleeping soundly where the shadows float.


A bitter sin unfolds its petals wide,
Breaking through the granite from below.
These blackened stems are trembling deep inside,
Tearing up the spirit as they grow.

Припев
Flowers of evil blooming in my space,
I fed them drops of crimson every night.
Within this quiet, agonizing grace,
We merely fall away from any light.


The roots are creeping closer to the vein,
A toxic kind of tenderness ignites.
I make no effort to escape the pain,
Let it claim us in these hollow nights.



Припев
Flowers of evil blooming in my space,
I fed them drops of crimson every night.
Within this quiet, agonizing grace,
We merely fall away from any light.