Testo Burning Beauties

i'm a million miles away
breathing in, i start to say
welcome welcome welcome to your grave

of course the end is bound to start
splintering dried up hearts
curling up and smoking from the start
i've flown a million miles today
i've come home i'm here to stay
sweetly slipping softly here i lay

nothing's pumping through my veins
still might have a list of vain (?)
burning beauties sleeping fill my brain