[Verse 1] Creeping like frost As slow as grave moss Like drowning in dry oceans of bone dust I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces I know the pale thing in the darkest of places [Pre-Chorus] I remember blood from the thighs of the mother As everything is eaten by another [Chorus] How much more must we bleed her I cut their throats while they slept I wept I peel back my skull for you Yes I do [Verse 2] Slow desolation like a funeral procession The lovely one screams like she's caught between stations I eat the razor, a mouthful of God's flesh Sweating this blackness I am shitting this cold death [Pre-Chorus] I remember blood from the thighs of the mother As everything is eaten by another [Chorus] How much more must we bleed her I cut their throats while they slept I wept I peel back my skull for you Yes I do [Post-Chorus] Dead Venus blue