Well, ah tied on, percht on mah bed ah was, Sticken' a needle in mah arm, Ah tied off, Fucken wings burst out mah back!
Punishment? Reward! Punishment? Reward!
Ah wassa born... And Lord shakin', even then was dumpt into some icy font, Like some great stinky unclean! From slum-chuch to slum-church, ah spilt mah heart to some fat cunt behind a screen...
If this is heaven ahm bailin' out!
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The woods eats the woman and dumps her honey-body in the mud, Her dress floats down the well and it assumes the shape of the body of a little girl, Yeah, I recognize that girl, She stumbled in some time last loneliness, But I could not stand to touch her now, My one and only onlyness.
Fingers down the throat of love! Love! Love!
Hold me up baby, for I may fall, Hold my dish-rag body tall, Our bodies melt together, we are one, Post-crucifixion baby, post-crucifixion and all undone.
Let there be no sadness, no sorrow, Let there be no road too narrow, There'll be a new day, and it's today, For all of us.
The spears of the bright sun, all brave with its conquest, Did hover unearthly, in banners of fire. I knelt in the garden, awash with the dawning, And a voice came so brightly, I covered my eyes.
One morn I awakened, a new sun was shining, The sky was a kingdom, all covered in blood. The moon and the stars, where the troops that lay conquered, Like food left to wither, poor spirital food.
In the days of madness, my brother, my sister, When you're dragged toward the Hell-mouth, You will beg for the end, but there ain't gonna be one, friend, For the grave will spew you out! It will spew you out!
The moon was turned toward me, Like a platter made of gold, My death, it almost bored me, So often was it told.