Necromance The Smashing Pumpkins

We're down in spring
Where myth meets [?]
And our love is our face
[?] never tires

I said my rights
Paid in silence for once
It seemed [?] once odd
To [?]

'Cause I wrote foul words
In letters to myself
Danced as [?]
These letters to myself

Love speaks of storms
Speaks of rain
Rum deep in cold keep a [?]
Love speaks of throne
Speaks of rage

If taking the light
Takes the scene
If ever too right
If ever to sleep