Priscilla's Canvas and the Schizophrenic Dreamgarden (feat. Machine+)

Windows pour light from an omen
The day calling forth
Lonely girl's last venture to the beyond before meeting the gate

Canvas splatters paint with flowers in her hair
Praying that the saints would answer her prayers

Colors blur
Compartmentalize
And petals rain
Petals rain

Roses blooming eyes
Stares from butterflies
All her peers ignored her all her life
Orchids full of flies swarm and hypnotize
Otherworld colors drip off her knife

Zoning on the rain and roses pull her blade
Cutting off the stems

Canvas splatters paint with flowers in her hair
Praying that the saints would answer her prayers
Canvas splatters paint with flowers in her hair
Praying that the saints would answer her prayers
Her prayers

Canvas splatters blood
While the petals fall and Priscilla falls
Fucked up little mind