Come down on me, my sweet angel

Poison milk from that withering breast

Come down on me, sweet suffocation

Poison milk from that withered breast

Your mask is drifting

See what writhes beneath

Porcelain grin is cracking

Incest to uncoil

Your laugh spreads yawning

Black hole formation

Drown and the first real breath takes hold

Washed in a chill so peaceful, sink further

Hold his hand and crush it

The depth of the chasm is infinite

Discover bliss and serenity in drowning