Cloud Rat - Night Song Lyrics

Coral lipstick. The first I ever received.
A way to look at myself
Presenting in a cage
Lock and key.
So it is, so it will be.
Venus, give me a good pattern
A way to print my face
As still as a brooding dove.
Heaven's blue smile
A snake with silvery skin
Sit with me as I hang the toad.
Spinning string, he fidgets and looks past
Letting him dangle while I rip out his veins.
Careless boys at play.
Great opportunity lies in this state of confusion