Dressed up in smoke,
And yellow,
Wolfskin
You spin and spin
The skeleton girl with,
Eyes like the dream,
I woke up in
Old tales and ?,
She held a red apple,
Up,
To my lips
Ghost of brother at my head
Her taste,
Like blood,
On my fingertips
Ghost of brother at my head
Are you near me?
The spirit the,
Bones that shelter me
We spin and spin
She opened her legs,
To show me,
Show me mercy
Ghost of brother at my head
She held a red apple,
Up,
To my lips
Ghost of brother at my head
Her taste,
Like blood,
On my fingertips
Ghost of brother at my head