Magdaleine de Lioncourt - Hospital for the Dead Lyrics

Gathering all the dead bugs that scattered across the graves
Cradle them into cages and locked their bodies all away
Tie threads to dead mice and gave them wings to fly
But they're already dead, and I'll never see their eyes

Rest little angel, let out your final breath
Sing lullabies about dreams, sing morbid songs about death
Scattered the ashes across the city where demons all roam
And with your rotting limbs, with them, I will build a home

I like to speak to dead things
I know they aren't living, but I don't care
Cause a soul used to sleep in that body
But now all that sleeps is just the dead strands of hair

Shattered the shell of a baby moth
Wrapped up its corpse in a silk cloth
I know you're hurting, I can start to see the foam
But I promise that the angels will take you back home