Generation - Liturgy

Hurry weave me an old crystal web Spheres of glass fight with axes of lead Orbs of eyes hands of fathers of eggs Hearts of s**twire hangers of heads Chase of fo

Gashed shoulders and crippled loins Huge steampunk boulders Nestling between cargo khaki knees Magenta flush across your cheek Eyes on the horizon On the oasis

Floating upwards Lungs filling up with air As god inhales me Into the impossible I wave a sad goodbye To each newly conquered territory Nomad hearth Consuming i

High Gold Holy Noon Ribbons of Gas Flailing Across The Sun Boil The Anchors Scatter The Spangles Lift Up The Limp Red Tongs Scald The Glowing Gauntlets And Molt

The hero's statue drips with stones Parched dried up like his bones The tragic laurel goes To the temples As their doors come to a close The lava blows Vesuvius

Rub The Red Crown Tie The Knot Of Veins Red Crown White Collar Golden Tooth Hang The Chandelier Of Bones Rub The Red Crown Wear A Purple Robe Of Meat A Sparrow

Returner Bursting Universal Violation Of The Law Renamer God Destroyer Of A God Returner Violation Of The Law Plant Toxic Bombs In Marble Tombs Redeemer Stream

Good Genius Offering Itself In Flickers Everywhere Fragile Flashes Wormholes Into An Unconceived Future Sun Of Sun Of Sun Beads Of Acid Bedfeathers Flying Throu