Lyrics:
twilight air
I can see by their eyes that they're bitching sore
I'd rather be dead than fool around here anymore
She was all courage, geometric face
the swift hawk circled 'round the clinch mountain rocks
At the school down in Hiltons she would read about the world
Created to be conquered by this poor
you've got the CIA, babe
But all you've done is brutalise
You kill by remote control
The world is on your side
You've got reapers and hawks babe
Now
I see you watchin' me just like a hawk
I don't mind the way you talk
But if you touch me somethings got to give
I live the life I love and I love
The kind you like
To come back in
Wherever you go
No hawk in sight
The scenic drive
The signs just so
The brightened lines
Stay by your
want you to know
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
I've been destined
Adjust the power
Higher than a hawk's nest
I'm decked out like an Eastern flower who
Fear feasts in the dark
Gnawing on the hearts of men
The hawks flew down below
The halls of hatred's shade
Clinging to the walls now
Where their
See you watching me like a hawk
I don't mind the way you talk
But if you touch me somethin's got to give
I life the life I love and I love
and crawled ashore
Every boy, is a snake is a lily
Every pearl is a lynx, is a girl
Sweet like harmony made into flesh
You dance by my side
Children sublime
and crawled ashore
Every boy, is a snake is a lily
Every pearl is a lynx, is a girl
Sweet like harmony made into flesh
You dance by my side
Children
And crawled ashore
Every boy is a snake is a lily
Every pearl is a lynx is a girl
Sweet like harmony
Made into flesh
You dance by my side
Children
to Widdecombe Fair,
Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davey,
Daniel Whiddon, Harry Hawk,
Old Uncle Tom Cobbley and all,
Old Uncle Tom Cobbley
I praise You (Lord)
For I am fearfully and wonderfully made
Your works are wonderful
And I know that full well
Each of us was made by God
Uniquely
her
Then takes me to bed by the hand
Takes me to bed by the hand
My lover builds rivers warm singing whores
For government warm singing whores
No no
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian
Standin' over by the door
Fell in love with a Chocktaw maid
Over in the Georgia store
Kaw-Liga, ooh
Standin'
Doctor shouts
And baby then I came out
And here I am
Found my way down the street
Chicken hawk's favorite meat
The man was big
The gun was loaded
Last night I dreamed about you
I dreamed that you were older
You were looking like Picasso
With a scar across your shoulder
You were kneeling by
See you watching me like a hawk
I don't mind the way you talk
But if you touch me somethin's got to give
I life the life I love and I love
a four door DeLorean
It's the cinnamon smorgasbord when I hit record
I need a Dior private resort
By age four my favorite shape was a trapezoid
Riff
Like the music of the spheres
The boy lies in the grass, unmoving
Staring at the sky
His mother starts to call him
As a hawk goes soaring by
The boy
to call him
As a hawk goes soaring by
The boy pulls down his baseball cap
And covers up his eyes
You move me
You move me
With your buildings
[Hammond solo by Mirai]
Primal impact in the sonic galaxy
Collapsed by beauty, collapsed into fury
Reached insanity beyond mortality
Astral infinity
language
And the mind of the Reptiles
We who see the eye inside the trapezoid
Of that unfinished tower
Which pyramid shall be erected
In the Astral Realm
By
Unholy pedophile
Preying on the innocent
Protected by the papacy
So called men of enlightenment
Children fingered by the hand of God
Raped in
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