Just me and insects now
And the wind that shakes the building
I feel like a [?] crack
In a boiling pot of water
Your blood is a million [?]
Your heart, a thousand dollars
Seven dwarves to starve the moon
And everyone is a distant brother
My lover, my eyes don't see
Through an ends the [?] suffers
[?] body, not at my feet
Your blood is a million [?]
Your heart, a thousand dollars
Seven dwarves to starve the moon
And everyone is a distant brother
And everywhere I walk, the ground is a parging color
I fall and crack my skull
But I die pleased, and knowing
Your blood was a million [?]
Your heart, a thousand dollars
