Your Mother

I was 1g
None before me
Seed within seed
Eternally

Cut down the vine, magic in a bottle
Formaldehyde, just like in your novel
Red oversight, one after another
Clutch her too tight, hold her like your mother

White night, black fog
Tooth of wild dog
All shall back off
Death knell, ding-dong

Cut down the vine, magic in a bottle
Formaldehyde, just like in your novel
Red oversight, one after another
Clutch her too tight, hold her like your mother