Windows pour light from an omen The day calling forth Lonely girl's last venture to the beyond Before meeting the gate Canvas splatters paint with flowers in her hair Praying that the saints would answer her prayers Colors blur Compartmentalize And petals rain Petals rain Roses blooming eyes Stares from butterflies All her peers ignored her all her life Orchids full of flies swarm and hypnotize Otherworld colors drip off her knife Zoning on the rain And roses pull her blade Cutting off the stems Canvas splatters paint with flowers in her hair Praying that the saints would answer her prayers Canvas splatters paint with flowers in her hair Praying that the saints would answer her prayers Her prayers Canvas splatters blood while the petals fall And Priscilla falls Fucked up little mind