Crimson Flower Revisited
What I want can not be explained
What I need is to feel the pain
Do not care to be entertained
I cut myself on the thorns
And I feel alive
I see you, red fades to grey
I see you, drifting away
Thorns, they hurt no more
Took a breath of life
Yes, the flower blooms
Yes, the flower blooms
This I know
My heart is still intact
Ghosts of the past
Have lost their hold
Necromancer came to me
Crimson flower, with a crimson flower
Gnarled and twisted, you still are
Gnarled and twisted, riddled with scars
I’ll be as far as the stars
Banishing the thorns
That may soon arise
But I am not afraid of you
I see now what you came to do
What if I wanted to thank you
Thank you for the light
My soul ignites
Yes, the flower blooms
Yes, the flower blooms
This I know
My heart is still intact
Ghosts of the past
Have lost their hold
Necromancer came to me
Crimson flower, with a crimson flower
Yes, the flower blooms
Yes, the flower blooms
This I know
My heart is still intact
Ghosts of the past
Have lost their hold
Necromancer came to me,
Crimson flower, with a crimson flower
Copyright © Rachael Crowley | Year Posted 2020
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