Machines Of Loving Grace Ancestor Cult Lyrics

Ancestor Cult Lyrics

Let's take an ambulance ride 
to the place where 
amnesia fills our eyes

suck in that summer sister 
the blood was like a river flowing 
the
earring dangles from the point of entry 
to the wicked root of thickening
gravity 
and I am connected to the people ahead of me 
by a tangled web
of blood and entropy 
and I am a child of the twentieth century 
and I
recall that the others ahead of me 
filled their eyes 
they filled their
eyes 
they filled their eyes 
Suck in that stomach sister 
the fruit
within your loins expanding 
a strange locked code 
the overflow of our
occidental ancestral home