black.magick

Vapid, insipid Sweltering message of heavens below There's ghosts in the blood Ear-splitting silence, intestinal violence Swirling in memoirs of discarded doves Kill me love Is this the voice beyond? Somber in lust "Can't you feel your mother cry?" (You did this, you did this) (You did this, you did this) (You did this, you did this) (You did this, you did this) (You did this) Go to the well for you Carry all you need And repeat, repeat, repeat Wash your cloth of me Undress your sheep Smother me, smother me There's ghosts in the blood Black magick sun Raise the curtain and become Become (Go to the well for you) (Carry all you need) (And repeat, repeat, repeat) (Wash your cloth of me) (Undress your sheep) (Smother me, smother me) Go to the well for you Carry all you need And repeat, repeat, repeat Wash your cloth of me Undress your sheep Smother me Drenched in your alchemy