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    Scream Of The Butterfly (Acid Bath)

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    • A creature made of sunshine
      Her eyes were like the sky
      Rabbit howls like something old as we twitch to her lullaby
      The scalpel shines in god’s sunshine
      Street lights whisper pain
      Down here near the poison stream our god has gone insane

      She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
      With blood on her hands into the sun she stares
      She feels it die, I heard her cry (verse x2)

      Like the scream of the butterfly

      Sunshine a house in flames
      She likes it where she gets it but it’s never felt the same
      Surgery in the house of dissection
      When your candle burns out I will resurrect you
      She runs through fields of daisies
      Yeah it’s just a shame that they eat their own babies
      Who cares cause the air is free
      When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

      There’s blood on the moon and the summer is cold
      There’s love in the room but baby that’s gettin’ old
      There’s blood on my face sittin’ on a dead shore
      A highway of emptiness and I’m gettin’ bored

      There’s blood on the moon as we plan our escape
      The goddess in bloom, handcuffed and raped
      There’s blood in the bathtub, baby, murder the king
      There’s blood on the moon
      There’s blood on just about everything

      Sunshine a house in flames
      She likes it where she gets it but it’s never felt the same
      Surgery in the house of dissection
      When your candle burns out I will resurrect you
      She runs through fields of daisies
      Yeah it’s just a shame that they eat their own babies
      Who cares? ‘Cause the air is free
      When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?

      Something cold is forced inside her
      A tear spills down her cheek
      Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
      Hymns of the needle freak
      With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don’t care
      Her dreams are liquid blue
      I cut myself again and again to remind myself of you

      She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
      With blood on her hands into the sun she stares
      She feels it die, I heard her cry (verse x2)

      Like the scream of the butterfly (x2)

      I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
      Wanted by the FBI
      We dropped some acid, killed our parents
      Then we hit the road
      Like the scream of the butterfly (x4)

    • Song Title Scream Of The Butterfly
    • Band Name Acid Bath
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