Ghostflowers

She's a killer And she's a keeper Am I blurry, in your vision Was I just, a poor decision Cut me open, with precision And my finger in the incision Tell me what have I done (Quid pro quo) To watch you lose control I will give you sanctuary In these hymns of Thanatos I will give you sanctuary! You want to see me burn I am living fire! You want to see me burn I am living fire! You will know me By the scars I bare You will know me By the hate I swear You will know me By the scars I bare Shapeless, vengeance! We are the thousand Children of death We're in-between, on the fence Non-descript antagonists I'm in-between, on the fence Non-descript antagonist! I'll split you open And climb inside Lose myself Eaten alive We are the thousand Children of death From Seraphim To Nephilim, Exodus She's picking ghostflowers From her soul She's clipping the wings Of fallen angels She's picking ghostflowers From her soul She's tonguing splinters Of broken halos You will know me By the scars I bare You will know me By the hate I swear You will know me From the scars I bare You will know me! From gelatin To specimen To emptiness I will be avenged I will be avenged These are the secrets That kill that kill that kill That kill that kill that kill That kill that kill that kill That kill that kill We are the thousand Children of death