O, putrid pulsing paramour

Romance this dance floor

Give your heart to the room

Woven root. Peeking bloom

Sitting sour in chosen grapes

Yet still sweet on burning wrath

Your anger only takes and takes

And ever bars your many paths

Houses of sand, ripped through

By the roots and vines that grew

All built upon these shifting plates

There is no fate but what we make

Planted here, us annuals

Our seasons rise and fall

Not saved by brick or mortar

All born perennially mortal

O, putrid pulsing paramour

Romance this dance floor

Give your heart to the room

Woven root. Peeking bloom

Garden of forbidden frights

Horizon bleeding muted light

Sprouts malnourished. Drought

Blood is for soil. So, pour it out!

Planted here, us annuals

Our seasons rise and fall

Not saved by brick or mortar

All born perennially mortal

Sitting sour in chosen grapes

Yet still sweet on burning wrath

Your anger only takes and takes

And ever bars your many paths

O, putrid pulsing paramour

Romance this dance floor

Give your heart to the room

Woven root. Peeking bloom

Planted here, us annuals

Our seasons rise and fall

Not saved by brick or mortar

All born perennially mortal

Houses of sand, ripped through

By the roots and vines that grew

All built upon these shifting plates

There is no fate but what we make

Garden of forbidden frights

Horizon bleeding muted light

Sprouts malnourished. Drought

Blood is for soil. So, pour it out!

O, putrid pulsing paramour

Romance this dance floor

Give your heart to the room

Woven root. Peeking bloom

Houses of sand, ripped through

By the roots and vines that grew

All built upon these shifting plates

There is no fate but what we make

Sitting sour in chosen grapes

Yet still sweet on burning wrath

Your anger only takes and takes

And ever bars your many paths

Planted here, us annuals

Our seasons rise and fall

Not saved by brick or mortar

All born perennially mortal

O, putrid pulsing paramour

Romance this dance floor

Give your heart to the room

Woven root. Peeking bloom

Sitting sour in chosen grapes

Yet still sweet on burning wrath

Your anger only takes and takes

And ever bars your many paths

Garden of forbidden frights

Horizon bleeding muted light

Sprouts malnourished. Drought

Blood is for soil. So, pour it out!

Planted here, us annuals

Our seasons rise and fall

Not saved by brick or mortar

All born perennially mortal

O, putrid pulsing paramour

Romance this dance floor

Give your heart to the room

Woven root. Peeking bloom