Fiend Before The Shrine - normal Lyrics

Song	Fiend Before The Shrine - normal
Artist	Robyn Hitchcock
Album	I Wanna Go Backwards Box Set
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	作词 : Hitchcock
	I stumbled with a friend of mine
	To see a fiend before the shrine
	With pointed eyes and furry breath
	He summoned men of faith to death
	Within a cloister full of ferns
	An ivy twining round the urns
	That brimmed with duckweed and with snails
	The fiend, his mouth was full of nails
	"Oh, come and see my swarming shrine!"
	His little pointed eyes did shine
	"For God is life and life is lust
	And will be after you are dust!"
	The shrine, it writhed with giblets and with hairs
	And little tongues in flickering pairs
	And throats that grew from pads of cheese
	And then came out behind the knees
	A pumpkin smiled and from its beak
	A pair of scaly legs did peek
	With squirming elvers for its hair
	And from that midst an eye did stare
	It winked as me as if to say
	"You've seen enough, now go away!"
	I sing of life, I sing of death
	Until I might run out of breath
	I stumbled with a friend of mine
	To see a fiend before a shrine
	With pointed eyes and septic ears
	I knew this fiend did last for years

	zuo ci : Hitchcock
	I stumbled with a friend of mine
	To see a fiend before the shrine
	With pointed eyes and furry breath
	He summoned men of faith to death
	Within a cloister full of ferns
	An ivy twining round the urns
	That brimmed with duckweed and with snails
	The fiend, his mouth was full of nails
	" Oh, come and see my swarming shrine!"
	His little pointed eyes did shine
	" For God is life and life is lust
	And will be after you are dust!"
	The shrine, it writhed with giblets and with hairs
	And little tongues in flickering pairs
	And throats that grew from pads of cheese
	And then came out behind the knees
	A pumpkin smiled and from its beak
	A pair of scaly legs did peek
	With squirming elvers for its hair
	And from that midst an eye did stare
	It winked as me as if to say
	" You' ve seen enough, now go away!"
	I sing of life, I sing of death
	Until I might run out of breath
	I stumbled with a friend of mine
	To see a fiend before a shrine
	With pointed eyes and septic ears
	I knew this fiend did last for years

	zuò cí : Hitchcock
	I stumbled with a friend of mine
	To see a fiend before the shrine
	With pointed eyes and furry breath
	He summoned men of faith to death
	Within a cloister full of ferns
	An ivy twining round the urns
	That brimmed with duckweed and with snails
	The fiend, his mouth was full of nails
	" Oh, come and see my swarming shrine!"
	His little pointed eyes did shine
	" For God is life and life is lust
	And will be after you are dust!"
	The shrine, it writhed with giblets and with hairs
	And little tongues in flickering pairs
	And throats that grew from pads of cheese
	And then came out behind the knees
	A pumpkin smiled and from its beak
	A pair of scaly legs did peek
	With squirming elvers for its hair
	And from that midst an eye did stare
	It winked as me as if to say
	" You' ve seen enough, now go away!"
	I sing of life, I sing of death
	Until I might run out of breath
	I stumbled with a friend of mine
	To see a fiend before a shrine
	With pointed eyes and septic ears
	I knew this fiend did last for years

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