Flowers Are Slow

There's a seed on Satan's lawn
In the heat it grows so strong
Eternal anguish on this lawn
Where we belong

Be cautious, watch your step
And don't awake the wrath and hate
Don't fall behind
Keep it up and tag along

There's no chance for escape
From this the dark lord's estate
You better swallow your pride
And accept your fate

The poisoned soil of pain
Keeps you confined in his domain
Don't ever trust a snake's advice
Bite the apple, let the nightmares materialize

See them suffer, hear them shriek
Roses might be pretty but they're also weak
The smell is sweet but leaves a bitter taste
Flowers are slow, weeds make haste

There's a seed on Satan's lawn
More powerful than any thorn
It grows apace and feeds on
Grief and mourn

There's no way you can hide
On this field of Beelzebub
You better get past your suburbia
And join the club

See them suffer, hear them shriek
Roses might be pretty but they're also weak
The smell is sweet but leaves a bitter taste
Flowers are slow, weeds make haste

See them suffer, hear them shriek
Roses might be pretty but they're also weak
The smell is sweet but leaves a bitter taste
Flowers are slow, weeds make haste