Cloud Rat - Widowmaker lyrics

Scars resemble the wilderness. A marbling of reflected light. Obscure and perfect she floated to me. My fancies are as noble as a tree. Smoke pouring from his split lips, crackling and cackling. She drank his remedy of silence and spit once more that night. Her rusted joints couldn’t take it anymore: She pushed paralyze and watched his blood spread across the floor. "She is made in a dark light, an afterthought, a second solution after the first one had failed."