V/Vulvagun/On Pain, Transcendence and the Dark Design
Underneath the moon she lay The godless child of fear and pain The benefactor falls into the fire
Silently she's on her knees Something's crawling throught trees Tounge removed and eyes sewn up with wire
Her selfish love is calling Spreads in the dismal shade
She hates the gods of Earth and sea And bears the fruit of her disease Her secrecy is born of her desire
The human face that she reveals Hides the truth that she conceals Her jealosy confirms her as a liar
Her weeping night and day Awakens those who dream
Seeking out transcendence Searching for the endless pain That makes her feel alive Looking for a reason Justifying all the pain That penetrates our lives
Far beneath the ground she walks In catacombs of death she stalks And whispers to dead she's their messiah
She revels in her blasphemy Denies the path of destiny Bringing down the veil of her pariah
The angel rises up and greets The ever burning sun
Pain and pleasure now as one The love of hatred has begun A hunger for the blood she will devour
The morning brings a deadly dew Across the lake the bodies strewn The stench of death grows stronger By the hour
And wash the dusk with silver Reflecting in her eyes
Seeking out transcendence Searching for the endless pain That makes her feel alive Looking for a reason Justifying all the pain That penetrates our lives
Solo - George
Staring at the moonless sky She opens up her wings to fly The god she loved has turned into a liar
The Painful Road to Eden Is winding on and on
Standing naked in the rye Her arms are held up to the sky She's going under...
The angel rises up and greets The ever burning sun
Seeking out transcendence Searching for the endless pain That makes her feel alive Looking for a reason Justifying all the pain That penetrates our livesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
