The Severed Garden by Doors
The Severed Garden lyrics
Wow, I�m sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
Souths Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors
I�m sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the tv
Tower
I want roses in
My garden bower, dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that�s plowed.
They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you�ve
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven�s
Claws
No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it�s other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.
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