Lyrics:

I must've crawled through your bedroom door in a fit of jealous breath
Perched upon the Bacchus foot of your unsuspecting bed
From the blossom rags in my jackal croon to the stems of the cinquefoil
I'll give to you the shrapnel with which to sprinkle in the soil because

All the traps in the cellar go clickety-clack cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah for you
And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps yeah you know they're gonna take me to you
Yeah to you

You'll wash it down with harlot soap -- well is this what you want?
I'll paint your steps with the lilac stains of smelter revenant
My cutlery is rattling in the dormant wooden drawers
From the palm of my throne I beckon you to cut the orchid cord because

All the traps in the cellar go clickety-clack cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah for you
And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps
Yeah you know they're gonna take me to you
Yeah to you

I know a girl that was woven in spindle and thread (yeah)
Wrapped in a bivouac of taffeta scaffolding wed
She tosses and turns and wakes off the children in best health
Yawning with hunger they take turns of nourishment

She says aaahhh
Somebody, somebody help me
Is there anybody that can set me free?

From the mountains of avarice this I beg to you
My ether turns flesh to gravel

All the traps in the cellar go clickety-clack cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah for you
And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps cause you know they're gonna take me to you
Yeah to you

All the traps in the cellar go clickety-clack cause you know I always set them for you
Yeah for you
And all the rats in the cellar form a vermin of steps cause you know they're gonna