We scout across the sky in search of further meaning,. It's all awake so let's discover what we're feeling,. I think you should know, I think we should know,.
Up those stone steps I climb. Hail this joyful day's return. Into its great shadowed vault I go. Hail the Pentecostal morn. The reading is from Luke 24.
Bline Lemon Jefferson is a-coming.. Tap tap tappin with his cane.. Bline Lemon Jefferson is a-coming.. Tap tap tappin with his cane.. His last ditch lies down the road of trials.
He was an all time lover. Found a way to have the others. It's my time, it's my time, my time, my time. . And you would say that you'd never. Found a way for all the others.
Last night my kisses. Were banked in black hair. And in my bed, my lover,. Her hair was midnight black. And all her mystery dwelled. Within her black hair.
Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm. I am the black crow king. Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmm. I am the black crow king. Keeper of the nodding corn. Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!. All the hammers are a-talking.
I felt you coming girl as I drew you near. I knew you'd find me cause I longed you here. are you my destiny, is this how you'll appear. wrapped in a coat with tears in your eyes.
We're in the city. She came around at the right time. And if you'll need me. Hope this was made for a good time. Where did you see me?. How do you run for a long time?.
Once there came a storm in the form of a girl. It blew to pieces my snug little world. Sometimes I swear I can still hear her howl. Down through the wreckage and the ruins.
Who'll build a box for Black Paul?. Ah'm enquirin on behalf of his soul. Ah'd be beholdin to ya all. For a lil information, yes some kinda information.
In a bay, it's easy water. It's time to go now. Don't let it stop now. Don't let it go. . I don't know where I am going. It seems like someone. Has lost their own mind.
This is the way your life ends?On a slab in my basement. Perplexed by your loss of limbs. And wondering where your face went. Inside my den. Random pieces of corpses hanging.
This is my body. Pourous, flagella-like due to decomp.. This is my blood. Fermented well-aged sanguine. Putrid cocktail. Decayed red blood cells now reliquefy.
Destroyers in nature. It's just the fabric of us, our mistakes -- feeble-minded. Moderate -- to severe - idiocy. The "most intelligent" creatures on the planet.
As we dance. Here in this empty apartment. Echoes of laughter. Will haunt me for after. Put your memories in boxes. Cut all your losses. Romance left this place long ago.
This gloomy weather doesn't break it any. Break it anymore. The sun abandoned us for blue skies somewhere. Blue skies somewhere warm. The world outside my window is scratching at my door.
Stranded, bolted to the floor. to later be basted in its own fluids. . Chopped in half. collapse from exhaustion. Caligular method. of food preparation.
Tremble, tremble, tremble. Tremble, tremble, tremble. . My lips they tremble from this silence. But I'd rather chew on razor blades. Then speak the words I want to say.
Goddamn humans and their stupid ideas. Moronic morality for the weak and full of hope. We're supposed to think we're created to serve - when domination is in our nature?.