Testo di Flies

Starving pulse hungering starving flesh and I smell her skin like funeral flowers as terror lets me in and the flies sing for us and the worms hear our vows Two fates are sealed fingertips caress and decay while shadows of promises hide the coming day and the flies sing for us and the worms hear our vows and I know she's the end but I can't help myself spiraling into her her tongue feels like a blade spiraling forever we will destroy ourselves we're becoming our end starving pulse trembling skin whispering promises of sin I close her eyes grab her throat to give her the ring and the flies sing for us and the worms hear our vows in this dead garden we shall grow while our cold eyes reflect what we know; that tomorrow is a lie that the face of love kills with a smile spiraling into her her tongue feels like a blade spiraling forever we will destroy ourselves we're becoming our end.