Carrion Flowers - Chelsea Wolfe

We learned how on our own

Never needing help from you

Reaching out with eyes closed

We felt the light, it taught us to grow

Hold, hold, hold on

Hold, hold, hold on

Creatures of habit, carrion flowers

Growing from repeated crimes

The afterglow in full bloom

Slow and relentless, we’re after you

Hold on to the pain

Of love taken from you

A plague

Hold, hold, hold on

Hold, hold, hold on