Angelspit - Dead Letter lyrics
[Angelspit - Dead Letter lyrics]
Bless Jessica her tempest
I wheel a cage around you
They only see emptiness
In rot decay and horror
Slash goddess soil your beauty
A foul embracing thumb screw
Her fingers gouge divinely
As the old poisons the new
Nothing more to bleed nothing more to sow
Nothing more to take nothing more will grow
A hangman's rope to bind you
Their stories to deceive
One golden glove to blind you
Served up for the naive
I spoke genius i wrote a bible
Dead white men could not have done it better
Paint over it in black
Wrap it up in red tape
Address it to no-one and send it off
As a dead letter i got a dead letter
Sedit takes his crystal tool
Drives the nail into skull
Menstrual roses, field of harlots
Ripens the pleasure dolls
Milk, opiate, enigma most vicious animal
Seed Lilith and her dogma
The grafted cannibal
Nothing more to bleed nothing more to sow
Nothing more to take nothing more will grow
A hangman's rope to bind you
Their stories to deceive
One golden glove to blind you
Served up for the naive
I spoke genius i wrote a bible
Dead white men could not have done it better
Paint over it in black
Wrap it up in red tape
Address it to no-one and send it off
As a dead letter i got a dead letter
I wheel a cage around you
They only see emptiness
In rot decay and horror
Slash goddess soil your beauty
A foul embracing thumb screw
Her fingers gouge divinely
As the old poisons the new
Nothing more to bleed nothing more to sow
Nothing more to take nothing more will grow
A hangman's rope to bind you
Their stories to deceive
One golden glove to blind you
Served up for the naive
I spoke genius i wrote a bible
Dead white men could not have done it better
Paint over it in black
Wrap it up in red tape
Address it to no-one and send it off
As a dead letter i got a dead letter
Sedit takes his crystal tool
Drives the nail into skull
Menstrual roses, field of harlots
Ripens the pleasure dolls
Milk, opiate, enigma most vicious animal
Seed Lilith and her dogma
The grafted cannibal
Nothing more to bleed nothing more to sow
Nothing more to take nothing more will grow
A hangman's rope to bind you
Their stories to deceive
One golden glove to blind you
Served up for the naive
I spoke genius i wrote a bible
Dead white men could not have done it better
Paint over it in black
Wrap it up in red tape
Address it to no-one and send it off
As a dead letter i got a dead letter