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