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It's the mood I'm in it's how hard it's been the ultimate sin
Don't want to commit – but I think of it every now and then.
Could give love a try could give god a try much easier just to
Say bye bye – and I think of it every now and then.
When you're getting down you got to get up. When you're
Getting down, you got to get up up up.
Highest of the high two pies in the sky it could be all mine just
A matter of time – but I think of it every now and the
Don't want to commit – but I think of it every now and then.
Could give love a try could give god a try much easier just to
Say bye bye – and I think of it every now and then.
When you're getting down you got to get up. When you're
Getting down, you got to get up up up.
Highest of the high two pies in the sky it could be all mine just
A matter of time – but I think of it every now and the
In Blood We Trust
Incarnations in the voice of a child
Spells brewed in wizened fingertips
Eyes implode and guts fountain,
cranial terror of the invader
Twelve disciples erupt in flames
The thirty air consumes the ashes
Unleash predators avenging shadows
pursued by barbaric serenades
Experimental magick
Blood of a new Christ
Whirring in isolation
vowing revengre on the cosmos
The moon commands the creation
hatched under a lunar bane
charged with universal melancholy
Protozoic words slither from lips
A new product of Sodom
greeting from the torture
fed upon a graveyard erotica
It's the eve of dead souls