Lyrics Heartless - Pyrophoria

My, if it isn't her, I'm seeing things again
My house swarmed with ants after they broke in
I wondered where the sun had been
Enslaved, let the reign of chaos begin

Black Grass Flower with a look that can kill
Eat your heart out 'cause you know she will
Throw a bundle of rods; I think I'm ill
She threw me in front of venom in a night that was still

Smoking mirror, obsidian drenched in blood
We are anew, the People of the Sun
The heart of the matter is that we've one
Year fifty-two, a fire for everyone

Black Grass Flower with a look that can kill
Eat your heart out 'cause you know she will
Throw a bundle of rods; I think I'm ill
She threw me in front of venom in a night that was still