C / Caïna / Drilling the Spire
...and I was granted a boon from the living earth that Satan as the throat of the world might contract for my fist and in a vision all the stars of the air blink out and sink grey beneath the sea and a leopard licks the feet of Christ as he raises laurels to his own forehead Caesar grinning as the universe clamours with sirens and barking
I'm breathing in your eschatology In clouds of dust as big as my fist Running amongst the fir trees in scarlet robes We mingle with aurora and misinterpreted Venus We built our church upside down Drilled the spire deep into the mud Opened the chancel to worms And all the gold is leaking All the gold is leaking into the earth Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |