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Tekst Underneath the city is a basement, Underneath the stairway is a key. Crawl through the pipelines in the sewer, Maybe at the end you’ll see the sea. Rotting lovely, let the flowers feast upon your Flesh, guided by a wish, To be guided by something else; One day we”ll have maggots with brains, Ringing their little bells. Rotting lovely, let the flowers feast upon your flesh guided by a wish Slowly, slowly, they say that you slow me down. Slowly, slowly, roots coming up from the ground. They’re gonna call out your name, We’re gonna call out your name, Call out your name one last time. Rotting lovely, let the flowers feast upon your flesh… Rotting lovely, let the flowers feast upon your flesh guided by a wish. Call out your name, we’re gonna call out your name one last time