From the recording In the Garden of Turmoil
Written, composed, performed, produced, and recorded raw by Lavinia Valeriana in Leamington Spa, Warwickshire, England.
Lyrics
Beneath my breast, I cry, and my skull, I die.
For thoughts do darken slowly.
And my worth hangs lowly.
That is, until I see yours,
which is the face disseminating
a night sky full of stars.
A roaring sea of glimmering hope!
I feel you, decimating the steel rope
that does splice around, nay, cover my throat.
If I say, take note:
Long absence does torture.
If you were to think of me not,
Thanatos would take over
and Garotte, I am The Doomed Lover.