Dear friend, as you know
Your flowers are withering
Your mother's gone missing
Your leaves have drifted away

But the clouds are clearing up
And [bad word] reveling
Burning incandescently
Like a [bad word] on the burning sea

But you're just like your father
Buried deep under the water
You're resting on your laurels
And stepping on my toes
Whose side are you on?
What side is this anyways?
Put down your sword and crown [bad word] lay with me on the ground

 [bad word] beating like moth's wings
Spastic and violently
Whipping me into a storm
Shaking me down to the core

But [bad word] away from me
And you've left me shimmering
Like diamond wedding rings
Spinning dizzily down on the floor

But you're just like your father
Buried deep under the water
You're resting on your laurels
And stepping on my toes
Whose side are you on?
What side is this anyways?
Put down your sword and crown [bad word] lay with me on the ground