Flower And The Bone

"it wasn't fair
A clumsy father's fist
And little me
Unable to resist
And i was locked again
He used to mock
Into the deepest basement
Of a raw rock
A basement store
And little me in vain
Those creepy crawlers
Used to entertain
They told me stories
Of the flower and the bone
They used to feed me
With the bodies of their own"

It seems that father's near, alone
To start an ultraviolence show
Why don't you come and sidle up to me?
I've got a gift to turn it real - a fantasy

The silence is not aloud
The scream i need
I want it now and here

In silence i can't exist
No reason why
My angel is a freak

Why are you standing here alone, alone?
You are the meaning of the show, the show
Why don't you come and sidle up to me?
I've got a gift to turn it real - a fantasy

Why don't you come and sidle up to me
I've got a gift to turn it real - a fantasy