LYRIC
Grow with the trees
Bloom in the shadows
Fly with the breeze
Glow in the glamour
Dressed in velvet
I shall not look at
Your thorns on array
Raised with the wolves
Beauty in horror
Found in the woods [Chorus] Dance with the devils
Writhing in lust
Moisture on velvet
Set to combust [Verse 3] Tempted to dance with
A wilted rose again
She took all my hatred
Now I can’t be the same
Like feathers on oil film
You can cling to my neck
Hands bruise in darkness
Life fadеs to black
Grow with the trees
Bloom in thе shadows
Fly with the breeze
Glow in the glamour
Dressed in velvet
I shall not look at
Your thorns on array
Writhing in lust
Moisture on velvet
Set to combust
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