It was] the beginning

the final curtain descends

The doorway to [...]

as you [... pretense]



The color hurts

in its last breath it says

"Why do you grow inside me?"

[It smells of ...]

as it spirals to victory it says

"Why do you grow inside me?"



Maybe you know



I was ... before

But now you're here, hold my hand

Now you've won I understand



It's a ... with

for the complex [lies] ...



Send me some [...]

Send me some [of both]

It's a destiny of sorts

[Smell of]