Rituals

The fog came, then the rain

Morning dew all over you

On your feet, dirty shoes

To myself I want you

F-U-R… F-U-R… F-U-R

The FOG came, then the rain

The Fog came, Fur

The rain came down again

The rain came, FUR

Look at you made of bone

Pretty girls killing time

Blood red dress of lace

Ten tears wet your face

F-U-R… F-U-R… F-U-R

F-U-R… F-U-R… F-U-R

F-U-R… F-U-R… F-U-R