little thing i know. i'll tell you everything i know. any little things i know. you've got a lovely way with words. must be the way you see the world. its just the way you see the world we walk around
Your world is an ashtray. We burn and coil like cigarettes. The more you cry your ashes turn to mud The nature of the leeches. Thevirgins feeling cheated. You've only spent a second of your life
he's devoured. He stares with a gleam. With a laugh so obscene at thevirgins and the children. He's deflowered. . Love me. Yes we love me. Love him. Yes we love him. Love me. Yes we love him
of pan. Stonehenge. Tis a magic place where the moon doth rise. With a dragon's face. Stonehenge. Where thevirgins lie. And the prayer of devils fill the midnight sky. And you my love, won't
have run out of candles. Turn one day in the cathedral. I finally lit you a candle. And all along the vaulted halls. Thevirgins did smile from their mantles. Its always just that little bit more
kingdom come. And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees. Thevirgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn trees. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks. Till Armageddon no
Your world is an ashtray. We burn and coil like cigarettes. The more you cry your ashes turn to mud The nature of the leeches. Thevirgins feeling cheated. You've only spent a second of your life