In stained blood and the smell of dried roses and cheap perfume, Serendipidy awoke to find herself blacked by purple rain that fell from the sky Love letters danced out outside the garden, But were too delicate to touch for they would surely crumble and disassemble It wasnt the pain or the death of the blood oranges that made her ill It was the silence It's a lovely day to burn and fade So today the earth stands still As the Valium caked with beauty starts to die So lets light a match and see the canvas fall inside the darkness Weeds of time Pictures of old amused in red Beneath the valium As it calls to me in children's voices Tastes like wine Sour plate- the price is high And still you want more As it calls to me the slut of reason But I am blind It feels good to bleed Borjono me amore- lets burn and fade So today the earth stands still As the Valium caked with beauty starts to die So lets light a match and see the canvas fall inside the darkness Weeds of time ??????? As I walk upon the darkness As I see you fall Do you know my pain? It is the voice called conspiracy Soon the cut will heal as your eyes soak up the hate This dream resides in oil-based equilibrium So the finer things like this tattered plate Sour taste but high (Surrounding) Expensive tastes of whine (Surrounding) Laughs at me in children's voices It feels good to bleed Borjono me amore- lets burn and fade So today the earth stands still As the Valium caked with beauty starts to die So lets light a match and see the canvas fall inside the darkness Weeds of time