Necare - Celia lyrics

The body, a painting in abstract Contorted hues, framed by steel and tubes Reflection of youth and beauty Smashed, splintered, nothing Fragments, as words - meaningless Remnants of flesh - pallid, forlorn An object in this gallery Of living corpses and surrogate breath Begotten, the invalid In wreckage, and broken gla** adorned Angles unkind, joylessly entwined This palette of ruin that Celia becomes The body, a study disfigured She is God's own art Contusion of youth and beauty Crushed, crippled, yielding Motion, as time - intangible The verdigris of subsequent decay Suffusing the sickroom, the wheelchair, the needles, the hours, the days Forgotten, the invalid Pristine the canvas, the certainty, the stain Flawless design, sorrowfully refined The fragile art of Celia is done