Strings of your death Tied to your breath All that's been seen Cannot be unseen Unless Deeper you fall The places you crawl To find you're unclean Unsaved Defeated by self And no one else My love Tongue tied Obsessed Mesmerised I acquiesce And step into the machine Again Don't breathe Don't tell, my belle, listen Deep in the garden I wait for you now Under the weight of the leaves That do bend on the bough Come save me