This Empty Flow - Sweet Bloom of Night Time Flowers | Текст песни

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• This Empty Flow
• Sweet Bloom of Night Time Flowers

I want rusty nails
to penetrate my skin
to cut a wound and release this death
to let it all pour out
collapsed
under the light of a violet pain
I lie alone still

come sleep
the sweetest of all thieves
the most delicate of all lovers
to where hypocrite statues are crushed
where your love - the purest
is free again
for without it I am nothing