a creature made of sunshine 
                           her eyes were like the sky 
                           rabbit howls like something old as we twitch to her lullaby 
                           the scalpel shines in god's sunshine 
                           street lights whisper pain 
                           down here near the poison stream our god has gone insane 
                           she smiles like a child with flowers in her hair 
                           with blood on her hands into the sun she stares 
                           she feels it die, I heard her cry 
                           she smiles like a child with flowers in her hair 
                           with blood on her hands into the sun she stares 
                           she feels it die, I heard her cry 
                           like the scream of the butterfly 
                           sunshine a house in flames 
                           she likes it where she gets it but it's never felt the same 
                           surgery in the house of dissection 
                           when your candle burns out I will resurrect you 
                           she runs through fields of daisies 
                           yeah it's just a shame that they eat their own babies 
                           who cares cause the air is free 
                           when you get there will you kiss the dead for me? 
                           there's blood on the moon 
                           and the summer is cold 
                           there's love in the room 
                           but baby that's gettin' old 
                           there's blood on my face 
                           sittin' on a dead shore 
                           a highway of emptiness and I'm gettin' bored 
                           there's blood on the moon 
                           as we plan our escape 
                           the goddess in bloom handcuffed and raped 
                           there's blood in the bathtub, baby 
                           murder the king 
                           there's blood on the moon 
                           there's blood on just about everything 
                           sunshine a house in flames 
                           she likes it where she gets it but it's never felt the same 
                           surgery in the house of dissection 
                           when your candle burns out I will resurrect you 
                           she runs through fields of daisies 
                           yeah it's just a shame that they eat their own babies 
                           who cares cause the air is free 
                           when you get there will you kiss the dead for me? 
                           something cold is forced inside her 
                           a tear spills down her cheek 
                           stillborn songs of a dead dreamer, 
                           hymns of the needle freak 
                           with sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don't care 
                           her dreams are liquid blue 
                           I cut myself again and again to remind myself of you 
                           she smiles like a child with flowers in her hair 
                           with blood on her hands into the sun she stares 
                           she feels it die, 
                           I heard her cry 
                           she smiles like a child with flowers in her hair 
                           with blood on her hands into the sun she stares 
                           she feels it die, 
                           I heard her cry 
                           like the scream of the butterfly 
                           like the scream of the butterfly 
                           I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun 
                           wanted by the FBI 
                           we dropped some acid, killed our parents 
                           then we hit the road 
                           like the scream of the butterfly 
                           like the scream of the butterfly 
                           like the scream of the butterfly 
                           like the scream of the butterfly