Ross Robinson - Cecilia and The Silhouette Saloon lyrics

Murder = White Out Cancer = Birth Blouse Mirror = Perfect Gla** Spouse Oil = Sex Paint Shower = Water Saint d**h Decodes the howls from our hands Skull = Noise Nest TV = f** Test Mirror = Siamese Gun Kiss Sugar = Birth Bait Murder = Loves Fate d**h distills the camouflage from our dance d**h inverts the red from romance d**h x-rays the angels of chance d**h; the anti mirror of infants Like a picture hiding beneath the digital Avalanche When Cecilia's grave cracked like a dirt cocoon She pulled up a stool at the silhouette saloon The player piano mumbling crippled jigs Black widows knitting victimless wigs When Cecilia's throat slit like a second set of lips She drooled braille bibles onto the brothel bed spread Like an egg whose yoke defies child bearing hips Like a ghost who fears all of the deceased and dead (Time eats the flesh and spits out the shadow like a useless wishbone.) But that locket spinning around her neck Whose hearth heats a dead valentine You know the phantom trail leads way to a muted grave Where is his voice now?=A dead tone in the flutter of drunken wings Where is his blushed cheek now=A face unraveled in shadow, veiled in blind laughter Where are those s** ripened lips=His kiss print still warm on several necks Where is love now? Murder = White Out Cancer = Birth Blouse Mirror = Perfect Gla** Spouse Oil = Sex Paint Shower = Water Saint d**h Decodes the howls from our hands Skull = Noise Nest TV = f** Test Mirror = Siamese Gun Kiss Sugar = Birth Bait Murder = Loves Fate d**h distills the camouflage from our dance d**h inverts the red from romance d**h x-rays the angels of chance d**h; the anti mirror of infants Like a picture hiding beneath the digital Avalanche