Distorted petals of rosemary flesh
Dance on the sound of heavy breaths
Wherein tunes of black distress
Seek for a happy-ever-after dress

Greetings for the blooming death
Toying with my life like a game of chess
Seeking for a button to press
To shut me down, and clean my mess

Master, have you not seen the depths?
Of the anguish swinging between our chests
Oh dear, where is that redress
You once promised to express

Master, come and open the door
Order death to remain afar
Release my spirit on a distant shore
Or keep it in your rusty jar