Garden Song/The Curve That To An Angle Turnd by Maudlin Of The Well Lyrics

Trust lies shivering by the hedgerow
Her life bleeds into cold cataracts
I see an eclipse in those eyes, rainfall;
Of starlight trapped in bottles
My thirsty gaze will always remember
Dead, and I pierce her body with shards of me
What is afterward left

Your face:
Years wasted blending with a poet's eye;
I have only a lifetime to forget

My painful sleep unearths buried seasons
It is only ev'ry morning that I cry;
Soft laughter seeps into aching wounds

Please kiss me
Kiss away the cuts you've torn--
The knives in your eyes bled my joy lifeless

I still thee hold in my loneliness
And wish that I could die in your false embrace
Holding you forever in a moment of the past
My Helen of Troy, please, this war makes me tired
Belial
Rosier
Pain
Liar
I will never trust again