Virus Lost Peacocks
Picture sordid It's all like pure pleasure, light and laughter Hear the constant sneering We will stay clean no matter how much we wade in our filth
Peacocks used to walk this lawn 'Till all our lost treasures came back full of ash
With the fortunes granted us We entered the house with the dishonest entrance Busily betraying It spat us in our eyes; it cleansed us with its nest of tongues
Peacocks used to walk this lawn 'Till all our lost treasures came back full of ash
Our eyes are behind us And the sky licks itself away Our eyes are behind us And the sky licks itself away
See our scoundrel flowers The disgrace as we present them gleaming in the mirrors A swarm of birds has slipped off Dressed purely in the comfort of our skin
Peacocks used to walk this lawn 'Till all our lost treasures came back full of ash
My eyes have fallen behind As I lick the empty skies My eyes have fallen behind As I lick the empty skies
