To Inject Lyrics - Mortimer Nova

god is sleeping 

on my bed 

calling sheep, for his 

caravan 

pictured in light bulbs 

soaked in alcohol 

soiled conclusion 

warmed instead 

oh no 

temperature rising 

on the bee hive 

a spark thats willing 

to only cause a fire 

blanket the fire wall 

the queen will always fall 

nectar from harlots 

is not as sweet