^EmI watch the work of my kin ^B7bold and ^Emboyful ^EmToying somewhere between l^B7ove and ab^Emuse ^DCalling to join them the ^Gwretched and joyful ^EmShaking the wings of their t^B7errible yo^Emuths

^EmFreshly dissolved in some f^B7rozen dev^Emotion ^EmNo more alone or mys^B7elf could I ^Embe. ^DLooks like a strain to the a^Grms it were open, ^EmNo shortage of sordid, no prot^B7est from ^Emme.

With her ^Emsweetened breath, and her t^Gongue so mean She's the ^Dangel of small death and the ^Emcodeine scene. With her s^Emtraw-blonde hair, her ^Garms hard and lean, She's the ^Dangel of small death and the ^Emcodeine scene.

^EmFeeling more human and ^B7hooked on her f^Emlesh I, ^EmLay my heart down with the ^B7rest at her ^Emfeet. ^DFresh from the fields, all f^Geeder and fur tires, ^EmBloody and raw, but I ^B7swear it is s^Emweet.

And ^Emlease this confusion, I'll w^B7ander the c^Emoncrete, ^EmWonder if better now ^B7having sur^Emvived. ^DJarring of judgement and r^Geasons defeat, The s^Emweet heat of her breath in my m^B7outh I'm al^Emive.