She would lie upon the bed and stare into the wall Where the shadows flicker and they beckon and they crawl Cloakina's children grown in bottles in the dark Seen and heard by the heresiarch Boiling in fumes pregnant of black gold's sweet perfume Noxious the flowers by the light of the moon Some play with poison And some kill themselves in love And turn to heavens Then to demons Or just nothing at all Roses are red violets are blue Lilies pale as death The flowers of evil Bloom for you Ashes we'll be both you and me Ashes we'll be so let us burn Just properly The city sleeps and dreams in neon tinted urine streams Oh chime the night and all the things that dark redeems There is not a place tonight on earth I'd rather be Both feet in the hell abloom in the night around you and me And down fell the stars that no one made a wish upon Down like the star of the morning proud Babylon As we are now so will we be Once tasted of the ecstasy Of being free As we are now so must we be Once tasted of the infamy We're never free In hell abloom