Girl in a Lions’skin – I’ll cradle you in your hate, my beautiful child of fever
(Lyrics)
charcoal and those panda eyes
I’ll cradle you in your hate, my beautiful child of fever
If you need my skin to harden, I will solder every vessel, cauterised for ever
Birds will make in your heart, scar tissue their nest
Drawing each bitter breath apart, as though their last
As if their very, very best
Well, I tried to ruin what we had and make this pain a joke
Abandon you in this, well you know I’d sooner choke
Your words are like those of vermin guarding their young
Your skin to my fingers, rose petals, or ermin, soft song unsung
… soft song unsung
Charcoal and those panda eyes…