golden swing (prod. idly blare)

Lyrics: alyshialynn Music: alyshialynn Milk flowing around the ramparts A chant echoing Gladness to death Drunk and inscribed With woe, this flower sanguine Music is nothing more than Deceit promising harmony Hung up dolls and masks Belled by the golden swing In his beauty, panache, vulgarity, he left me half of a whole Where do rivers go? How fate swallows when we are all alone Sybil never told, how he has become my ghost Heaped Thanatos in foreign gold; your life I rewrote to spin my own And I dreamt of fires set to the sea Triton’s sons bring your body to my feet Beloved of agony, beloved of vanity On my sword you fell and buried me Mad Liber, pleasure dweller, no winners, all survivors, And I survived you Men in dens beasts shaken onto the streets You’ll come to my rescue Love, you sacrifice You’re never looking back - Half a world in your long sleep In pain and in delight I have followed thee We do lance disease in our bodies So few gaudy nights At the end of this comedy