Morphée Rouge Lyrics - Singles - Dirge

Wisps of smoke 

Scented foams 

Dress the ceiling with drips of shades 

As the great moth spins carmine veils 

Bees and dragonflies 

Fireflies as bedside lights 

Sigh in sails until welkin thrills 

As winged arms turn the Catherine wheel 

Cyanide lips 

Hemlock sleep 

Dreams in formaldehyde 

Slowly mourn, sink and die 

Give me blooms and gardens 

That would awake me 

Blow on me dandelions 

As daffodils scream 

But no radiant eastern glare