I returned for my kingdom
I found my lover
drunk and confused
Pieces of his body
wandering the jungle
My kisses
Like wolves
Like the force of death
My absence like fresh air
Begins the decomposition
I killed your demons
They rotted inside you for years
Years you looked at me with contempt and bitterness
The scent of sweet cherries
Of your dying body
Delicate stems of white fungus
Sprouting from your eyes
Drunk on the venom
That bloats your heavy body
How beautiful you sleep my love
Tell me what your soul has learned
In five hundred years under ground
What did you learn of power and love?
Cry
Cry
Cry
Tears of blood and gold
Until the river runs clear
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