Poses, poses That's all you are to me Roses, roses That's all you're offering me And now I wish to God that The earth would turn cold And my heart would forget it's made of glass And all the pretty tulips would disappear And never disturb me again You gave me my very first gun I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome With white foxes, with white foxes Freeze Hunger, hunger is the purest sin It is empty church in a crowded bin I've wept and I've stumbled I fought and I craved For the gravy of your soul But all I want to do now is walk along Down barren trees in fields of snow You gave me my very first gun I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome With white foxes, with white foxes Freeze Outro (x4) My eye is my sanctuary Suggest correction