This Holy Virus: Desert Flower (Official Audio)

Desert Flower

Run
Run
Run, and Run, and Run Run From her blade. (2)
Run, and Run, and Run Run From her blade. (2)

Carry out the belief, get the children to weep / To fix their position, a vulgar incision
A wise old elder, wonder who has sent her / I am so small, I cant fear at all

Run, and Run, and Run Run From her blade. (2)

Death behind her eyes, bad things between their thighs / Rusty old razor blade / applying her brutal trade
Shutting the tide makes a perfect bride / screams of infection, barbaric intention

I love you / I hate you / I love you / I hate you / I love you / I hate you
Abuse me, the curse that you gave me

Run, and Run, and Run Run From her blade. (2)

Ran like a gazelle, infrubulating hell / surfed waves of sand, get out of this land
The nights are so black, theirs no turning back / My feet they still bleed, there coming to finish me

I love you / I hate you / I love you / I hate you / I love you / I hate you
Abuse me, the curse that you gave me

Run, and Run, and Run Run From her blade. (2)

Razors cut
Stiches Shut
Mothers cut

Run from her blade (x2)