Putrid Visions

The night itself touched me with great love And it ravaged all that fucked me up These dead baby eyes melt glass toys in sight A girl becomes a gun when you don't look twice I like my taxidermy bugs, my dolls like my cigarettes They sell drugs to each other during playtime and I don't think they care about wrong and right Flies over the eyes, they know of demise Soft world Full of murder Dine with wolves Not knowing better Mall on fire Ants in ice cream Such a sweet world But nothing sweet to me Sin creeps in As time grows thin Doll ribbons on putrid visions Exquisite blood Fills my bath tub Divine suds and putrid visions Dear Darkling, they split my heart in two And gave it to a corpse cause i'm Frankenstein's muse I like my houses abandoned, foul with memories My favorite toy is the guillotine, Off with disease! No need for a baby bottle with milk when I have blood I've conjoined the worlds of terror and love They say a hole in the head gives the troubles more space But it's all interlaced with greed and toxic waste Soft world Full of murder Dine with wolves Not knowing better Mall on fire Ants in ice cream Such a sweet world But nothing sweet to me Sin creeps in As time grows thin Doll ribbons on putrid visions Exquisite blood Fills my bath tub Divine suds and putrid visions And still I bet your sweet decadence Decays as though your life hadn't commenced By the boiling of the heart's last intent I know I still dive into visions Putrid Sin creeps in As time grows thin Doll ribbons on putrid visions Exquisite blood Fills my bath tub Divine suds and putrid visions