Black Marigold Songtext
von Gatherers

Caught in my, caught in my, caught in my head
I thought about, thought about you and my death
I want you out, I want you out, I want you out now
I carved a line, can′t cut around to clean up my mess
I spill my body to canonize you
No worth in feeling it anymore
Slow drip of anodyne in the convent

A heavy crown, a crippled face, and I forget it

I thought about, thought about you and my

Death


Lowered into a hole
The view from below
Rain showers of marigold
Fade to black

God, I'd confide in anyone
Is there anyone at all? Well either way
There is no lining, no idol, no miracle coming now
(Hallelujah)
A color faintly sways in the dark (Hallelujah)
A color faintly sways in the dark (Hallelujah)
A color faintly sways in the dark (Hallelujah)
Dark

I spill my body to canonize you
No worth in feeling it anymore
Slow drip of anodyne in the convent