The quivers screeching in the air
I never believe the lore
I came to this for nothing
My prayers fomenting in the basement
Black fire flows everywhere
Dead feathers consuming the raider
We’re cleafing vulvas for the Hague
Retrammeled by the night
O honest cavalcade
Djennaration
We’ll unbutton everything
A hornet cut in half
Hoarding up pink little veins
Giving power to the lamb
I grew up waiting to unfurl the sail
Coming up short yet again
Giving a hard line to the queen again
Giving out the final crumbs
Taking a moment to reflect upon
The meaning of…
Believe me when I say
You filled my open heart with diamonds
Christ
Christ
You’re free to take me home tonight
When I searched for everything
And I taught my boy to sing
When I picked up all the words
When I made love to the queen
When a chamber in my heart
Turned on
Run to the bees
Until the moat
Fills up with nested stains
I shall remain
When I picked up all the words
When I paid dues to the queen
When a chamber in my heart
Exploded into God
When I sought out everything
And taught my boy to believe
We’ll unbutton everything
Shoring up pink little veins
Giving power to the lamb
