The flowers are looking at me

They hear my ragged breath

The flowers are looking at me

They know I reek of death

The flowers are looking at me

They see the blood upon my hands

The flowers are looking at me

And I find it hard to stand

The flowers are looking at me

Holding maiden pieces fair

The flowers are looking at me

As they linger in her hair

The flowers are looking at me

They know where I have gone

The flowers are looking at me

They know what I have done