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Tytuł: Flesh of a swine

  • Wykonawca: Babylon Whores
  • Wy¶wietleń: 235
Shiny like marble kissed by sea
   Some Castaneda dreams
   By William Burroughs means
   Feeding the devil with a spoon
   It is the length
   Not the skill nor stealth or strength
   Like,
   Do you got what it takes to know yourself
   To kill the universe
   You try to twist into a curse?
   True flesh of a swine fattened on her brood
   Will bark at the sun howl the moon
   Go grasp the meaning of universe
   Or kill thyself
   No four and nine is a twelve
   No ten and three is a twelve
   The new born moon did burn you blind
   A Horus of plucked out eye
   Trying to map the sky
   To find a place to go when he dies
   Bride wealth of the sun for the wife you wed -
   A templars´ Baphomet
   Crown that fits no head
   Pork jelly fed
   No suckling to sodomy and sin
   Cheap wine pissed in the wind
   Gonna get it right
   For true flesh of a swine fattened on her brood
   Will bark at the sun howl the moon
   Go grasp the meaning of universe
   Or kill thyself
   Seasons they change
   Winter did come
   Washed down with blood
   Gulped down your sun
   And ogre brood souls
   Gnaw cheese from the moon
   Dream of wells by the road
   In darkened bedrooms
   But no coffin lid nails
   No n demon names
   Create no interest in hell
   You got nothing to sell
   For no nine and four´s twelve
   No ten and three´s twelve
   No such thing as yourself
   Kill the universe
   Get it right