Old Skin Lyrics

Old Skin lyrics

WE smoke the toenails and hair of the wiseman under a BLACKGOD's thumb we dance
like painted puppets we eat the wiseman's eyes she bleeds orgasm in
techni-color an ocean of alien mystery for sight that we might the lights fast
enough see the darkness if we kill we burn the dry shell, a funeral chant that
our eyes can open wide enough the pulse quickens and we dance we eat the brain
and pray this celebration of old skin a scattering of dust to the winds as the
blossoms fall screaming to consume you I feel every flower that is the earth
and sky your cradle so is the way of forever the earth and sky entomb you
beatings in cold rooms teeming with simple cruelties hands and head not found