Dear God,
Do you want to tear your knuckles down
And hold yourself?
Dear God,
Can you climb off that tree
Meet in the shape of a "T"?
Dear God,
The paper says you were the king
In the black limousine.
Dear John and all the king's men
Can't put your head together again.
Before the bullets
Before the flies
Before authorities take out my eyes.
The only smiling
Are your dolls that I made
But you are plastic
And so are your brains.
Dear God,
The sky is as blue
As a gunshot wound
Dear God,
If you were alive
You know we'd kill you
Before the bullets
Before the flies
Before authorities take out my eyes.
The only smiling
Are your dolls that I made
But you are plastic
And so are your brains.
Tiamat - The Whores of Babylon
everything they do and say
might even fool a clever mind
just won't forget their price to pay
as silk betrays and truth unwinds
cling, cling to your mind, my words
never trust a foreign race
all the sweetness you have heard
has put your soul in carbon haze
everything they do and say
might even fool a clever mind
just won't forget their price to pay
as silk betrays and truth unwinds
cling, cling shattered nerves
to the queen you did adore
has turned to stiff ebonite cures
in scarlet waves on distant shore
everything they do and say
might even fool a clever mind
just won't forget their price to pay
as silk betrays and truth unwinds
Cain
I gave you my love
Though crystalized
I sent you a rose with nevermore
So many years
So many hours
And only thistles on my shore
For all that it's worth
The blood on my hands
Is the blood of divinities
And all that is lost
Sound or unsound
Only bonds between you and me
If I go will you follow
Me trough the cracks and hollows
And I would be your Cain
If you would be here now
The Mother-of-Pearl
Handcrafted by God
You're the tower they built to reach the sky
A White Falcon beauty
My mark on your skin
Follow me down the stairs when we die
Your soul is in heaven
Your body in hell
It doesn't matter much to me
In the night of the unborn
Sound or obscene
Only bonds between you and me
If I go will you follow
Me trough the cracks and hollows
And I would be your Cain
If you would be here now
Blessed be our Lady Nuit
Guide us to Ra-Hoor-Khuit
In your night we find shelter
Before the Helter Skelter
