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