#fading colours

Blending into the evening sky and rekindling the night

A Red rose is blooming

In my garden

Whenever my body complains

I relieve the craving with my hands

When my lips flourish with fire

I put their red hands

On the boys innocent skin

And a red rose is blooming

In my garden

When clocks come to life

A purple flower boy

Will knock on the door

A black cat will rise

From a grave of night

And creep across the floor

Pictures in the hall

As if in deadly trance

Out of the frames will fall

When a young girl will give

Her last human scream

Within my garden walls

Red flower of the dark

On her lovely neck

Will conquer bounds of time

Sweet scent makes me up

When all my roses blooming

In this garden of mine

I'm pretty sure this song is about female sexuality and how people define women by their sexuality, but at the same time, how women are shamed, policed and controlled, just for having a female body. it's about a girl going through puberty, waking up to her own desires, and realizing that she's being defined by them by other people, being shamed, feeling hated

Not feeling like she is even a person

*her last human scream*

And enjoying her new desires

*lips flourish with fire*

*I relieve the craving with my hands*

And how men aren't judged for their sexuality like women are

*I put their red hands on a boy's innocent skin*

*a purple flower boy will knock on the door*

How women are 'witches' if they don't conform

*A black cat will rise, from a grave at night, and creep across the floor*

A woman being defined by how old she is, how that is tied to her sexuality and desirability and thus her worth

*when clocks come to life*