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My Ruin My Beautiful Flower

full of sin I prick myself on your thorns and I bleed within your leaves fade to brown and I watch you die in my torture garden under blacksunshine. My beautiful flower

full of sin I prick myself on your thorns and I bleed within your leaves fade to brown and I watch you die in my torture garden under blacksunshine. My beautiful flower

" Then he breathed out his last breath into my ear His gaze already way out among the stars among The ruins of the past I shelter from the storm my mind

, ruin disease into wounds like these Let the truth sting, yeah Let the truth And I feel it from the pit of my stomach Into the ditch of my mind Inside

this insanity? Slave of the suffering... I am the fallen angel And my wings are dead Blood flowers of this darkness Fall to my palms My bride is flying

gave yourself to a coward I'ma bury both of you, and still buy you flowers Chorus: Remember when Our love would never end? But now I am Tastin' my

flying upon my feet Is licking the hand of mine It is night: in my heart It is moon: in my eyes I am hidden in a fog - my own breath Small village in

In mortal life lurks my dismay An Angel stole my heart and Death took Her away She sleeps beyond the grace of god A dreaming beauty If wishes could

awake, my eyelashes desperately flutter to let myself fall back into what she had woven so well. sealed lungs shut with your open mouth to my spine.