Wake up my dear It's me again Did you miss me? In your bed of blossom Silvered with dew Asphyxiating But it's a gas and Flavored in all its purple quenching steam My queen The Parfumery Tell me about, those diamond doors Crystal twisted, in veils ofjasmine mist Don't you find it, tranquilizing Isn't it melting into the icicle vials, In the fume of a demon seed The Parfumery Vats are seething Lush waxy juice Of lilac brew, riding on violet Just a whiff My dear don't resist It's draining your fountain lifeless You see my flower This garden extracts The wilt and wither, and that's come hither And all your beauty that isn't breaking Will be cut like a sliver Breath in the breath of flowers For the love of glass And the garden faces And their carnage masks And now the time is unfolding Don't fight it flower You're reeking of afterlife In this final hour