The Flower şarkı sözleri

In the love downfalls I seize my graves with myself like black ghost. Queen Night is hugging me, She wants to cure my wounds, to allay my pain. From the crown of the everlasting oak Floats the alleviation for the mundane self Which is calling The Flower, Whispering It's Name With it's chapped lips. Had Baudelaire known The flower of desires, This kind of flower? The flower of life... Cruel Nymph! Be... The flower of desires, The flower of life... My heart is overflowing with pain My soul is playing cards with hatred Love Buried in rubble Trembles In the long agony The fire burns, although is covered up with sand And salt Eating up the wounds In the love downfalls I seize my graves with myself like black ghost. Queen Night is hugging me, She wants to cure my wounds, to allay my pain.