"violence violence" lyrics
Are you the prayer whispered
In the shade of the olive tree?
Do you dream only in
The black shades of death?
Voices heard in a hospital
Product placement and
Ecstatic angelic vision
Look at it - it's beautiful
What's it made of?
Look at it - it's beautiful
But what's it made of?
Ad copy in an otherwise forgotten dream -
'When was the last time you collapsed with sacrificial purpose
Before the salivating angel confessor ovulating sickly through
Your memories?'
A frail voice which
Once every few lifetimes
As if in mourning, leans softly in
The direction of home
I see nothing but crimson
Turning blue with you
Your beautiful hands
Move like two meteors
Combing through
Sand on a public beach
Your beautiful hands
Move like two snakes
Through the tall grass
If I close my eyes
I can hear the small voice
Caught in the throat of the wind
If I close my eyes
I can return again and again
Like fruit rotting
Fifteen years in the past
Look at it - it's beautiful
But we don't know
What it's made of
In the shade of the olive tree?
Do you dream only in
The black shades of death?
Voices heard in a hospital
Product placement and
Ecstatic angelic vision
Look at it - it's beautiful
What's it made of?
Look at it - it's beautiful
But what's it made of?
Ad copy in an otherwise forgotten dream -
'When was the last time you collapsed with sacrificial purpose
Before the salivating angel confessor ovulating sickly through
Your memories?'
A frail voice which
Once every few lifetimes
As if in mourning, leans softly in
The direction of home
I see nothing but crimson
Turning blue with you
Your beautiful hands
Move like two meteors
Combing through
Sand on a public beach
Your beautiful hands
Move like two snakes
Through the tall grass
If I close my eyes
I can hear the small voice
Caught in the throat of the wind
If I close my eyes
I can return again and again
Like fruit rotting
Fifteen years in the past
Look at it - it's beautiful
But we don't know
What it's made of
