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| The Seventh Seal - 1957 |
Blues for Dead God
Haunting the sky
Poem for a broken man
With no reason why
Blood on the bones
Dancing in the grave
Living is just dying a little
longer every day
God ain’t nothing but a Monster Ghost
I think it’s Love that I’m gonna miss the most
Prayer for a woman
Who opened her chest
Gave me her heart
Said forget all the rest
Like the English Language
Stepping out of it’s skin
Speaking in tongues
Before it was a sin
I said I wanted it but I didn’t know the cost
I think it’s Love that I’m gonna miss the most
Last words for a Savior
Nailed to a cross
I found a bone in the Desert
Before I knew I was lost
Covered in honey
I set myself on fire
Lift up the Skull of God
Higher and higher
I don’t nothing by a scarecrow hung on a post
I think it’s Love that I’m gonna miss the most
Whisper in my ear
When I’m deep in the grave
Hold my in your arms
Every time that you pray
Dance with my bones
In the dark of the night
Throw my skull on the fire
And let my spirit burn bright
God ain’t nothing but a Monster Ghost
I think it’s Love that I’m gonna miss the most
