A/Anna Pest/If You're Going to Do It, Do It Now (ft. Jason Evans)
She was the vessel of the sun A radiant blaze aglow Extinguished before her time Ephemeral, ineffable Reduced to flotsam, jetsam On a placid amber sea An anchor half-buried in sand The sole relic of her precious hull
I was never meant To walk this earth alone
Can this wounded dog Be taught to love When he cannot even Lick his own wounds? Can this decrepit hull Moor beneath the crags Amidst such a tempest?
Again Waves break and swell With salt and spray As we fornicate The pain at bay
Sachiel marching ever closer
Mutilated Magdalene Lain bloody on the stone Unworthy bastard Nazarene On a cross of steel and bone
Iscariot? A jackal's lips A serpent's eyes Icarus? Such fragile wings Never meant to fly
O my worthless son This burden falls upon youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
