Whipering - from a part inside

Of you laughing in a dream

Which may be true

Plants - of - the - bizarre

You feel a act of misery

Those gluttonous

Creatures

Are tasting lovely meat

This kind of evil was born

By sins - sins

You're damned

To suffering

In a world of

Horrible illusions

Disfigure me condemned

To pray

That what I see is

The expulsion of my soul

My flesh is burning still

My tears are falling hard

The tomb of love is

Psycho terror

My life is just a

Crippled error

So stand up and touch

My greens

My power will destroy

Your last human signs

Plants of the bizarre

Gastric juice comes out

Of you

You screaming

Loud I am laughing still

Oh, father see these doors

Are closed for me

I can't escape what shall I do

My loniest wish

Is to escape

This place is hot

And I shall burn

The - plants - of - the - bizarre