Testo Poisoned Dead Flowers Corpus Delicti
A poisonRuns from their leaves
A taste
Flows, it's so sweet
A touch
I die
Die on the thorn
The hope
Fades
I won't reborn
Let me smell
Let me breath
Let me drink
Let me lick
The death on my lips
There are dead flowers
A smile
Bursts on their skin
The joy
Dies as I sink
A petal
Flies in my head
And Jesus
Grins on my grave