Testo: OH, Apollo!. Kingdoms. Wolves.

More water, I've abused my self and my throat is dry, they are watching in the woods with their monocled eyes. so Were made of porcelain and our faces are covered in flies, Oh Alice didn't you know you should have stayed inside? I saw the most splendid light! As i did what my father had done for years before. yeah, outside we are suffering but inside we have everything. She's sucha' sad little girl. Please don't talk to the trees they all lie, please don't talk to the graves they just cry

(Thanks to liz for these lyrics)