Mandragore Drowned
Drowned in the tears of god
Beware of his pack of wolves
Love made lust, flesh made dust
Can’t escape from this rotten cross
Something grotesque
Escaping through your skin
Devouring all these moments
Let me see, let me taste…
Let me kill your desires
The lowest living form, you are
Traveling in circles like this pathetic light
I’m drowned
Laying on a field with plagues around my hands
Dying for nothing
I’m not the same
I’m tired of my heart’s cry
Drowned and tired
Of this pathetic life
A stupid reflection turned lie
Something grotesque
Escaping through your skin
Devouring all these moments
I’m drowned
