Vārdi: Otep. Ascension. Ghostflowers.

And she's a killer
And she's a keeper

Am I blurry in your vision?
Was I just a poor decision?
Cut me open with precision
And we'll finger the incision

Tell me what have I done
(Quid pro quo)
To watch you lose control

I will give you sanctuary
In these hymns of Thanatos
I will give you sanctuary

You want to see me burn
I am living fire
You want to see me burn
I am living fire

You will know me by the scars I bare
You will know me by the hate I swear
You will know me by the scars I bare

Shapeless, vengeance

We are the thousand children of death
We're in between, on the fence
Non-descript antagonists
I'm in between, on the fence
Non-descript antagonist

I'll split you open, climb inside
Lose myself, eaten alive

We are the thousand children of death
From Seraphim to Nephilim, Exodus

She's picking ghostflowers from her soul
She's clipping the wings of fallen angels
She's picking ghostflowers from her soul
She's tonguing splinters of broken halos

You will know me by the scars I bare
You will know me by the hate I swear
You will know me from the scars I bare
You will know me

From gelatin to specimen to emptiness
I will be avenged, I will be avenged

These are the secrets
That kill, that kill, that kill, that kill
That kill, that kill, that kill
That kill, that kill, that kill

We are the thousand children of death