The flowers bloom

There's a place without walls for those that swear that they are floors. and oh how they died like a flowers bloom they lie so still in forgotten tombs Its not to late to care. I know a place where we could go. It feeds on your fear to sooth your soul here's all the words you were trying to say its not polite to stare Oh how you'll die just like the flowers bloom a bride less vow underneath the full moon its not to late to run