Vermilion

She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalities So fragile yet so devious She continues to see Climatic hands that press Her temples and my chest Enter the night that she came home (Forever) Oh (She’s the only one that makes me sad) She is everything and more The solemn hypnotic My Dahlia bathed in possession She is home to me I get nervous, perverse When I see her, it’s worse But the stress is astounding It's now or never She’s coming home (Forever) Oh (She’s the only one that makes me sad) Hard to say what caught my attention Fixed and crazy Aphid attraction Carve my name in my face To recognise Such a pheromone cult To terrorize I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me Yeah! Oh, I'm a slave and I am a master No restraints and Unchecked collectors I exist through my need To self-oblige She is something in me That I despise I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me I won’t let this build up inside of me She isn’t real! I can’t make her real! She isn’t real! I can’t make her real! (She isn’t real, I can’t make her real) (She isn’t real, I can’t make her real)