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mimosa de valois – ensanguined garden lyrics

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[verse1]
modern babylon never shows the bare colors of the post+mortem
destruction collecting you like your soul was theirs for their boredom
we think it´s freedom, but the profanities are our warden
there is self+centrism in the fact that your body lives knowing h+ll won´t touch any organ
but your soul´s melancholy can melt at a watercolorist´s garden

[chorus]
it was a soiree for some
but the treatise i was reading was retrenching my religion
the cursed lips are the same thеatre where my lips just hung
cigars would stymiе the gardens if they shared the same lung
we know there is no mild may when the fluorescent colors don´t clung
is the guy the may, soiree for some, the rum that has mendacity to ruin the young?

[verse2]
niteries grow in me the more i feel descried by another human
but is god trying to inoculate me from their unvarnished vision
i taste love so i connive the poison
the crack of dawn in my drunk soul, will never rise as jesus has risen
the mirrorball has always glistened, but from who´s force is it spinnin?

[chorus]
it was a soiree for some
but the treatise i was reading was retrenching my religion
the cursed lips are the same theatre where my lips just hung
cigars would stymie the gardens if they shared the same lung
we know there is no mild may when the fluorescent colors don´t clung
is the guy the may, soiree for some, the rum that has mendacity to ruin the young?
[bridge]
how doleful and celestial is an ensanguined garden
and i caterwaul from an incision
that was a love language of a crestfallen human
his jokes were mockery, but my ears reached the mellifluous tone of oxygen
just a boy who makes you bleed crimson
jesus is the embodiment of medicine
and it´s where i sojourn to study my treason
my sorrow is a mild may, that doesn´t liquefaction in it´s due season

[outro]
it was a soiree for some
but the treatise i was reading was retrenching my religion
now enough of being enraptured of what´s not from heaven
have you ever had an odyssey to the source of love, your colors tell you haven´t
the love of jesus isn´t shown in what some humans made of religion



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