White Rose - Joy Miasma Lyrics

Breathe me
Feel me
The order of your conscious being
Breathe me
Feel me
The way I am

Twisting the alchemy
The blood you've stolen from me
Threaded between
The guilt and the
Irony
So close to me
Contorted in shapes I have never seen

Let it sleep
Let it sleep
It could be yours to keep
It could be yours

Know that I did all that I could
And what could I say to tame you

Tearing at the itch
Like a hole in the wall
Bleed the ends
Pour the salt and
Bend
At the knees of your joy
Held beneath the surface
It is yours

Sour your veins
Eaten away
You are gored

Let it sleep
Let it sleep
It could be yours to keep
It could be yours

Love will you lay
Next to me
Though I don't look the same
Love will you lay
Next to me
Pray that the world will change

The dream was never yours