Black Sky In Red Lyrics

Rachael Please Black Sky In Red

The inhabitants of the tundra
are structurally sound.

In fact they pass
godless into window displays.

How is your fear of mirrors, lately;
has it brought you nearer to self abuse?

I am always pleased
by your gracious excess.

Here, take this too

At times the folds of your skin
shimmer like oil slicks.

How is your fear of mirrors, lately;
has it brought you nearer to self abuse?

I am always pleased
by your gracious excess.

Here, take this too...