I have no head
The forest floor is my bed
The leaves that fall I use as a blanket
For my bones are as cold as lead The ways of old
Those hungry mouths
The things they said I have no eyes
The forest floor I despise
But I will not be gone in the morning
I will lie still here
I will lie Said to me to the edge of the trees
On a Monday afternoon
I waited till noon Lay on your hotbed
Breathe it in
Sickly sweet of my rotting skin
But you follow the road
And it was just stardust Lay on your hotbed
Breathe it in
Sickly sweet of my rotting skin
But you follow the road
And it was just stardust Standing there in the frosty air
And you are time I've come
You follow the road
And it was just stardust
Just stardust
Just stardust {Instrumental Solo} I feel no pain
The blood is frozen in my veins
And even hough you were here in the morning
My skin was cold before you came
My skin was cold before you came