Petal Storm

Seven hours on the patio, I started slipping through the floor
Entranced by a shock wave, a fried mind magnetified

It bubbles up as a poison cloud
It rains down a malicious pour

It comes around as a summer breeze, malice hidden in flower crowns
She's the daughter of superbia, but she doesn't know it yet

It bubbles up...



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Raab
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