semblance of [bad word]  this semblance of me
Strikes such a chord, it deafens my ears
Keep your head on, collect yourself
It's all I can do to assemble myself

The hooks act quick, the barbs dig deep
With eagerness as the sickle reaps
I feel blood feathers, spike their way
The young buds shoot, with fresh new blades

terrible thing, this terrible love
It's all that I have, it's all that I am
Let the knives out, hidden within
I'll wash you away with all of my sins

The hooks act quick, the barbs dig deep
With eagerness as the sickle reaps
I feel blood feathers, spike their way
The young buds shoot, with fresh new blades