Lyrics by Rosie Cranie-Higgs

Written for Karliquai

Papillon of winter light

Are we dead when we have died

Did you ever think we’d be lost among this

 

Animals in stolen hides

Dig the grave and watch them cry

Oh, Hell, they care enough to lie

 

You’re living in a dream now

Can’t you taste it

You live what you believe now

Don’t you hate it

I hope the wilderness will call

Let’s become a carnival now Ragnarok is visceral

 

Hunting wolves in curtained skies

Are we dead when we have died

Oh, how the world lusts after nothing

 

Dig me up and watch me dance

Poke my bones and watch me prance

A pound of flesh means nothing

 

You’re living in a dream now

Can’t you taste it

You live what you believe now

Don’t you hate it

I hope the wilderness will call for us

Your vanity is waiting

Don’t you want it

You know the game you’re playing

Won’t you flaunt it

Your vanity is waiting

I know you want it

Let’s become a carnival now Ragnarok is visceral

 

You’re living in a dream now

Can’t you taste it

You live what you believe now

Don’t you hate it

I hope the wilderness will call for us

Your vanity is waiting

Don’t you want it

You know the game you’re playing

Won’t you flaunt it

I hope the wilderness will call

Let’s become a carnival now Ragnarok is visceral

 

Let’s become a carnival now Ragnarok is visceral

Let’s become a carnival now Ragnarok is visceral