Oliver - The Perfumer's Perfect Fumes

Rusting frame of chandelier
It is our Memoir
Close your eyes there's nothing to fear
Some metallic smell of you
An adulterous perfume
Brings me right out from the blues

All the creations of this world accumulate
Millions of lives and souls forged into one
A smell that no one will be able to recreate
Disintergrate

Let me take your aroma and dissect the parts of you
That messes up with my rationality
Let me breathe in your spice, your stench, your retulent
Animalistic scent. Your nourishment

Flanky nails and crumbled hair
How much pleasure you can bare in my flask is your despair
The seductive smell of you makes all my chains go loose
Sampling your sapid juice

All the creations of this world originate
From the casket made of warm and blood and flesh
A life that no one will be able to procreate
Inoculate

Let me take your aroma and dissect the parts of you
That gives birth to my new identity
Let them breathe in my seed, my scent, my new fragrance
It’s my revolution
I am the king

Of this world
Manipulating all you blind puppets
History unfolds
I took your hand and kissed you one last time
Tomorrow I’ll need a new specimen

All the creations of this world accumulate
Millions of lives and souls forged into one
Perfume that no one will be able to recreate
Pulls my breathe away

Let me take your aroma and dissect the parts of you
That tries to disobey my sovereignty
Let them breathe in our fruit, our love, our essence
I shall build my new nation

Finally I can be the person I imagined to be
And my love guaranteed to be pleasing
So being loved is a little suffocating
I’ll enjoy ‘till I am split

Into pieces, ashes