Made In Chernobyl

I feel woven to the ground,

disguised in a gown you dream up.

Eyes sowed shut right down to the bone

but the chalice reminds me of home, let me out.Why did you flinch?

When all I have been asking

is to steer me from your fears my love.Once, twice, thrice isn't enough.

The devil grins in my cup and my soul.

I fall right down to the floor,

there's blood in the drawer and it's yours.Why did you flinch?

When all I have been asking

is to steer me from your fears my love.

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