| The Woodwose |
|---|
| Blossom over night |
| And a loss of life |
| Kills at every move |
| Leaves are shining bright, oh yeah |
| A scent of festering love |
| He’s not the way I want |
| Flowering has begun |
| I am the chosen one |
| The dew falls on the stem |
| A stain upon my face |
| Birds are singin' death |
| Everytime she cried, again: |
| A scent of festering love |
| He’s not the way I want |
| Flowering has begun |
| I am the chosen one |
| A scent of festering love |
| He’s not the way I want |
| Flowering has begun |
| I am the chosen one |
