Voka Gentle
The Death’s-Head Hawkmoth
There's a mark on my back
It started off just on my skin
But since it's made its way in
Through eggshell cracks

I'll buy the the end rights off a bad tree
I wonder well, I crave the recipients
I just look back through the acid
Yeah, it comforts me strangely

It feels as if I'm being punished

I'll take a magnifying glass
And make lucid what was ghostly
I'll peer through it very closely at the mark

As I look, I see the lies
Only narrow, twisting words
You think these black and white clothes
Those lines [?]
I thought thought those thoughts were mine
Well the [?] they belong to me

But the back of a [?] neck remains
Protected like a daughter in the shadows of the ocean
Where she paddles to the child of tunes

Cause if I'm son and you're a son
And the breaths we draw are fallen from above
No man alive can tear me from his love
Let it be known that we are one

Cause only a real king's caress
Can change the color of my flesh
Flush the color deep within a mark of death
A deer tick will not unlatch
Without the match’s glowing wrath
Extend the ember of your hand
From the kindle me till it is cinders
Cause if I'm a son and you're a son
And the breaths we draw are fallen from above
No man alive can tear me from his love
Let it be known that we are one
Me and the son

It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood
It's a mask and a mark and a sing it away
Carry me to the fountain filled with blood