Monday, November 19, 2007

Pretty Flowers

(as performed and recorded by Poinsettia)

I am a flower
exterior of beauty but roots of deceit
I will devour
the good set around me, replaced with the ugly
My roots are reaching further down
Spoiling the land where no ones around
The beauty of my petals
Very soon will fade
and fade and fade
to reveal my shade
of darkness

If perfection were to be achieved
Amidst this world of disease
The fingers of fraility would point my way
but unkown words my tongue would say

I am a flower
exterior of beauty with roots of deceit
I will devour
the good set around me, replaced with the ugly
My roots are reaching further down
Spoiling the land where no ones around
The beauty of my petals
Very soon will fade
And fade and fade
To reveal my shade
Of darkness

But breaking through the clouds, a burning light appears
Scorching past my thorns, to my roots of deepest fears
My petals all fall down, to the ground
Through the earth where they will never be found
Something new and glorious indeed
A brand new birth without a seed
I've never known this
I've never seen this
I've never felt this feeling of clean
New water flows
Like blood it glows
To renew my roots and make me free

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