Reborn bones.

jueves, octubre 9

"My bones are your dark path.
Your gluttony becomes my wrath.
Forget all your wishes, your past.
Your body is empty, at last.
The doubts and desire
turned into despair too fast.
Your soul, broken fire,
will shine as star dust.

Come with me and sing the Anna’s curse.
It’s a present from me, your skinny nurse.
If your flesh is a strife,
my death will be your life.

I grow with your fears.
I drink from your sweat and your tears.
Forget your solitude, my dear.
Forget your hope, I’m here.
You’ll know that I’m your queen.
when you fall into the mud.
And you’ll know you’re really clean.
When you cry blood.

Come with me and sing the Anna’s curse.
It’s a present from me, your skinny nurse.
Come with me and sing the Anna’s curse.
It’s a present from me, your skinny nurse.

If your flesh is a strife,
my death will be your life."