Butterflies - Black Nail Cabaret

Raspy petal cemetery

Where the sun starts to shine

Airborne white flake enemies

Are dancing in the skyline

In the space between the motion

They are yearning for the flavour

Flashing floating and vibrating

It just makes me full of anger

I’m afraid of butterflies

As they are trembling on the flowers

They’re too beautiful for me

Until I kill the crazy colours

die by one touch of our hand

How dare we be so cruel and evil

Wing dust flaming on our fingers

Just like fresh blood on the crime floor

Why is it good to be so fragile

If it forces out protection

Charm is far too less for me

Well I need scratch and bite and action

Colours need to be defended

Yes, I guess they make you happy

And I don’t want to be an oddball

But I’m so scared when they’re near me

I’m afraid of butterflies

As they are trembling on the flowers

They’re too beautiful for me

Until I kill the crazy colours

die by one touch of our hand

we are so cruel and evil

Wing dust on our fingers

Just like fresh blood on the crime floor

We’re the killers

we are so cruel and evil

Wing dust on our fingers

Just like fresh blood on the crime floor