The Death's-Head Hawkmoth

There's a mark on my back It started off just on my skin But since it's made its way in Through eggshell cracks I'll buy the the end rights off a bad tree I wonder well, I crave the recipients I just look back through the acid Yeah, it comforts me strangely It feels as if I'm being punished I'll take a magnifying glass And make lucid what was ghostly I'll peer through it very closely at the mark As I look, I see the lies Only narrow, twisting words You think these black and white clothes Those lines [?] I thought thought those thoughts were mine Well the [?] they belong to me But the back of a [?] neck remains Protected like a daughter in the shadows of the ocean Where she paddles to the child of tunes Cause if I'm son and you're a son And the breaths we draw are fallen from above No man alive can tear me from his love Let it be known that we are one Cause only a real king's caress Can change the color of my flesh Flush the color deep within a mark of death A deer tick will not unlatch Without the match’s glowing wrath Extend the ember of your hand From the kindle me till it is cinders Cause if I'm a son and you're a son And the breaths we draw are fallen from above No man alive can tear me from his love Let it be known that we are one Me and the son It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away Carry me to the fountain filled with blood It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away Carry me to the fountain filled with blood It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away Carry me to the fountain filled with blood It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away Carry me to the fountain filled with blood It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away Carry me to the fountain filled with blood It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away Carry me to the fountain filled with blood It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away Carry me to the fountain filled with blood It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away Carry me to the fountain filled with blood