Let me sing you a lullaby
As I'm torn from my body—
Will you sleep with me?
You've already come to bed
—But now my lips are cold—
A snake has found its way
Into my throat—
It's stolen my breath from me
And stolen a kiss from you.
Listen to my death rattle—
Let it lull you to sleep.
the impurities
By palesiren
this is not pretty // this is not clean More