Le Fleurs Du Mal Testo

There?s rosemary, that?s for remembrance, And there?s pansies, that?s for thought The one seems inappropriate, The other comes to naught There?s fennel for me and columbines A shiver down my spine How bittersweet such laurels seem To such a black soul as mine Rues and daisies make up my crown With withered violets wrought, A shiver down my cursed spine By mine own conscience caught Far from the truth You wouldn?t believe this at all. Forbidden fruit flavoured walls cave in. Trust me on that I never know when it?s enough. I?ll never know why I did that. Just go ahead Switch off. Switch on. Repeat. We?ll all go down in a blur. Thirst-stained hands Will never O never be clean. The serpent smiles as I sin. Fool everlasting Born deprived of backbone Faithless bastard I declare myself unclean I?m not so sure about myself anymore Look not so pale ? I tell you yet again What?s done cannot be undone Yet I do repent me of my sins Once more it?s the foul fiend that wins Flowers picked for our demise Nights are pierced by midlife cries I?m not so sure about myself anymore The ice is thin, they say, how right they are And here I am, I?ve put on weight, and I am Just not so sure about myself anymore I?m not so sure about myself anymore / I wish I knew? I wish I knew A bunch of flowers and a room without a door I should have known, it?s not like it never happened before Twisting the knife slowly Picking flowers for my own grave I?m not so sure about myself anymore That much I know.