Lyrics Language of Flowers - aspidistrafly

Undying flower
Borne of cloudless climes
Black stars compelling
Rapture and time

Her eyes sing of a muted symphony
Tumultuously deep as the formless sea
As the sun voyages through its skin of snow
It drowns in its own blood-red glow
And to die softly beneath her gaze
A dream of masts, sails and crystalline rays

Don't pass me by