All that feasts upon the world
come and save my soul.
Here I seek to own;
strike me down;
come and save my soul -
the devil's own.
Learn about the storms,
yet they still come:
he's a tricky one.
But do not fear the crow;
stand below;
understand the sun:
the devil's on
the dark side of the sun.
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Calmly does the bird devour.
Devil make me feast so sweetly.
I know it's all right
to make off in the night
with just a shadow to keep us along.
Taste here, this flesh is not fear
but the knowledge of a severed song.
Sweetly does the siren sing.
Lord make me sing so calmly.
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Night finds us waking, shaking the pull
of a half lit moon.
Sink to the river, shiver
the priestess howls soon.
Night finds us shaking in the wake of the tide
inside this womb.
Sink to fresh water, the sycophant daughter,
bride to bloom.
This child of the witches, circling through
the cigarette fire.
With bruises and blisters calls to her sisters
the moaning choir.
And I am the raven watching, waiting for truth.
The metaphors melting the words,
the milk, the womb.
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