Songtext von Rejection Fetish

A pair of cracked snowflakes bleed Behind a veil of crimson butterflies Her face is a heaven littered with dead angels I bathed in their blood slept upon their severed wings Imagining a place called innocence I see flashes of pale skin writhing in bruised ecstasy I am the immortal disciple of a dying God Each time she forgives me it becomes easier Her smile has gone and in the bedroom There is only the hollow scraping of skeletal lovers dreaming of skin