Flesh from bone, rip the seams
Dogs and men chew the rest of me
remember to spit out the poison
So that rot and anguish follow me ever after
The sound of fabric tearing ringing sharp
It’s the sound of the sisters
Breathing life and death into our world
Weeds will grow, flowers drink my poison
The hue of a nightshade
Truly the sweetest kind
Bella, show me the night
Donna, We promise not to fall
In life I bleed
Sacred flowers my love feeds
So I water the weeds, and blink away sunlight
It is the void of darkness I need
Welcome to the Underworld 
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