Curse the day, hail the nightnFlower grown in the wildnnIn your empty heartnIn the breast that feedsnFlower worn in the darknnCan I steal your mind for a while?nCan I stop your heart for a while?nCan I freeze your soul and your time?nnScorpion flower, token of deathnIgnite the skies with your eyesnAnd keep me away from your lightnIgnite the skies with your eyesnnRender tears to your mortal actnFlower cursed be thy fruitnOf your courage last, of your grand finalenFlower crushed in the groundnnIn your empty heartnIn the breast that feedsnFlower worn in the darknnCan I steal your mind for a while?nCan I stop your heart for a while?nCan I freeze your soul and your time?nnIn your empty heartnIn the breast that feedsnFlower worn in the darknnCan I steal your mind for a while?nCan I stop your heart for a while?nCan I freeze your soul and your time?nnScorpion flower, token of deathnIgnite the skies with your eyes