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HELL ABLOOM

She would lie upon the bed and stare into the wall
Where the shadows flicker and they beckon and they crawl
Cloakina's children grown in bottles in the dark
Seen and heard by the heresiarch

Boiling in fumes pregnant of black gold's sweet perfume
Noxious the flowers by the light of the moon

Some play with poison
And some kill themselves in love
And turn to heavens
Then to demons
Or just nothing at all

Roses are red violets are blue
Lilies pale as death
The flowers of evil
Bloom for you

Ashes we'll be both you and me
Ashes we'll be so let us burn
Just properly

The city sleeps and dreams in neon tinted urine streams
Oh chime the night and all the things that dark redeems
There is not a place tonight on earth Id rather be
Both feet in the hell abloom in the night around you and me

And down fell the stars that no one made a wish upon
Down like the star of the morning proud Babylon

As we are now so will we be
Once tasted of the ecstasy
Of being free

As we are now so must we be
Once tasted of the infamy
Were never free
In hell abloom
HELL ABLOOM       She would lie upon the bed and stare into the wall    Where the shadows flicker and they beckon and they crawl    Cloakina's children grown in bottles in the dark    Seen and heard by the heresiarch       Boiling in fumes pregnant of black gold's sweet perfume    Noxious the flowers by the light of the moon       Some play with poison    And some kill themselves in love    And turn to heavens    Then to demons    Or just nothing at all       Roses are red violets are blue    Lilies pale as death    The flowers of evil    Bloom for you       Ashes we'll be both you and me    Ashes we'll be so let us burn    Just properly       The city sleeps and dreams in neon tinted urine streams    Oh chime the night and all the things that dark redeems    There is not a place tonight on earth Id rather be    Both feet in the hell abloom in the night around you and me       And down fell the stars that no one made a wish upon    Down like the star of the morning proud Babylon       As we are now so will we be    Once tasted of the ecstasy    Of being free       As we are now so must we be    Once tasted of the infamy    Were never free    In hell abloom