“Cradle”
By Trevor de Sade


I lie in my mother’s cradle
Scream anthems of rust & decay

Slit my throat it helps me sleep
A million poppies to pass the time

The bitter shade of blood white roses
Face down on our funeral bed

Lie awake in this cradle you left for me
While you sleep in your garden of angels

These are the scars we share
Someday I’ll fly on your bitter wings

My failure salvation is in the dust
Butterflies in me that will never fly

Fake rebirth, that is still unborn
Faces that will never come to me

Lie awake in this cradle you left for me
Slit my throat it helps me sleep

Lie awake in this cradle you left for me
Slit my throat it helps me sleep

Lie awake in this cradle you left for me
Slit my throat it helps me sleep

Lie awake in this cradle you left for me
Slit my throat it helps me sleep

Slit my throat it helps me sleep
Slit my throat it helps me sleep
Slit my throat it helps me sleep
Slit my throat it helps me sleep

Someday I’ll fly on your bitter wings

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Whomever figures this one out gets a cookie.

Hmm, figure it out eh?

Not taking it literally, I would say maybe it has something to do with a vampire, his mother and some sort of death occuring, maybe his mothers.

But I'm just taking a shot in the dark.

Actually it is literal, but it has nothing to do with vampires. You're so close to getting that cookie. Be more specific.

Trevor! Don't make me cry

I like it alot.

*looking around* ummm... I won't cheat....


just give me the cookie, you know I know it...