Arabrot Maldoror's Love
For your love I'll pip the shell 'til she breaks
And release a thousand hounds
For your love I'll sleep centuries of sleep in
The deserts of your soul
For your love I'll wear flower petals that
Wither in the burning sun
For your love I'll stand by the window and lick your tears 'til dawn
For your love I'll seek god among the serpents howling
Who do you love?
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For your love my heart will beat in the centuries
Of woe they call the blues
For your love I'll slouch towards Golgotha, hail
Who do you love?
For your love I will wander endlessly in
Spices of your perfume
There's nothing as cold as the faces of statues
(For your love)
And the sea is only meant for drowning, yet we're on pedistals
(For your love)
My wife is holding my hand there on the beach
(For your love)
I'm drowning my sorrows in the crushing waves
(For your love)
Ohh, for your love
