Babylon Whores Flesh Of A Swine
Shiny like marble kissed by sea Some Castaneda dreams By William Burroughs means Feeding the devil with a spoon It is the length Not the skill nor stealth or strength Like, Do you got what it takes to know yourself To kill the universe You try to twist into a curse? True flesh of a swine fattened on her brood Will bark at the sun howl the moon Go grasp the meaning of universe Or kill thyself No four and nine is a twelve No ten and three is a twelve The new born moon did burn you blind A Horus of plucked out eye Trying to map the sky To find a place to go when he dies Bride wealth of the sun for the wife you wed - A templars´ Baphomet Crown that fits no head Pork jelly fed No suckling to sodomy and sin Cheap wine pissed in the wind Gonna get it right For true flesh of a swine fattened on her brood Will bark at the sun howl the moon Go grasp the meaning of universe Or kill thyself Seasons they change Winter did come Washed down with blood Gulped down your sun And ogre brood souls Gnaw cheese from the moon Dream of wells by the road In darkened bedrooms But no coffin lid nails No n demon names Create no interest in hell You got nothing to sell For no nine and four´s twelve No ten and three´s twelve No such thing as yourself Kill the universe Get it right
