Black_flowers-Cannae

Black_flowers - Cannae Handed black flowers Lined with dead moss They release the pungent stench of disease Scorched by the sun Decayed to ashes Animated sleeves of despair But with each chapter We learn much more But it brings us closer to the end Edge burned photos They show the past Seven deadly sins hold their purpose Just lives to breed Summary of a virus Running rampant through the races Encased in glass Each breath you take It brings us closer to the end Flirting with the hands That holds disaster The scales now have turned Underneath the facade That makes you gorgeous You host the death of thousands Die extreme lines of Execution through skinless torture Prosthetic love Enlist love human Dressed up with roses Obey the stars Seven deadly sins Lust lives to breed Summary of a virus Lust lives to breed