Song | The Invisible Church |
Artist | Current 93 |
Album | I Am the Last of All the Field That Fell: A Channel |
[00:43.36] | The invisible church |
[00:49.71] | Born into your mouth |
[00:55.24] | Dreams purr into your cundom |
[01:00.99] | From your horizon of grace and bolts |
[01:08.75] | And heard the water breach in Cox |
[01:19.46] | Your children are my children |
[01:25.05] | I and you sourced them |
[01:31.71] | And soared up to the streams and quit |
[01:37.25] | Thus I misspelt all |
[01:43.07] | The saids—heard just swirls kill tuned |
[01:49.55] | Funnelled and bred the dark night |
[01:55.04] | He hummed to me and ergo ego |
[02:01.75] | The voice in voice and void |
[02:07.71] | If I hinted "his is the fog" |
[02:12.91] | Would you swim drinking mist and agree |
[02:21.21] | With me that "oh how divine to sink |
[02:31.79] | Or swim dreaming of him and Al and |
[02:38.95] | La belle époque splashing twins and the..." |
[02:46.60] | And the Gospel—live and die |
[02:50.86] | 4 last things whilst the train chuckles along |
[03:00.84] | Hymning your traced seed? |
[03:07.16] | Shall we—can we—execute? |
[03:13.01] | I heard lists of houses, creeks, small fishes |
[03:19.94] | With Judah banners—there was something |
[03:27.22] | Dead in the jigsaw |
[03:30.88] | Well jagged you sped into the twilit |
[03:37.12] | Plucked thistles kissed cowslip |
[03:43.19] | Drinks hosted to the goddess Shirley |
[04:01.16] | Frater—what is the state of ghosts? |
[04:06.41] | The sex of stars? |
[04:13.67] | In the frame of the lashed face |
[04:19.03] | Under the turretted galaxy |
[04:25.16] | On that boat I smelt of horsies |
[04:30.83] | And whistled the death plumb disco |
[04:37.10] | Anger and stupid arise |
[04:42.93] | In my moon garden |
[04:49.22] | Pulled straps on my lips |
[04:54.94] | And read Acts VII: 48 read |
[05:01.06] | Romans II: 2 read |
[05:07.09] | Romans II: 23 read |
[05:13.05] | Romans too II: 29 and |
[05:17.70] | Approach the gentle core of the sealed |
[05:25.09] | And the master of the moonsmile |
[05:31.28] | It is all Greek to see and Spell |
[05:36.87] | And count drinking the letters |
[05:43.09] | Crowned with bars and nails |
[05:49.38] | |
[05:50.19] | Those flowers grew |
[00:43.36] | The invisible church |
[00:49.71] | Born into your mouth |
[00:55.24] | Dreams purr into your cundom |
[01:00.99] | From your horizon of grace and bolts |
[01:08.75] | And heard the water breach in Cox |
[01:19.46] | Your children are my children |
[01:25.05] | I and you sourced them |
[01:31.71] | And soared up to the streams and quit |
[01:37.25] | Thus I misspelt all |
[01:43.07] | The saids heard just swirls kill tuned |
[01:49.55] | Funnelled and bred the dark night |
[01:55.04] | He hummed to me and ergo ego |
[02:01.75] | The voice in voice and void |
[02:07.71] | If I hinted " his is the fog" |
[02:12.91] | Would you swim drinking mist and agree |
[02:21.21] | With me that " oh how divine to sink |
[02:31.79] | Or swim dreaming of him and Al and |
[02:38.95] | La belle é poque splashing twins and the..." |
[02:46.60] | And the Gospel live and die |
[02:50.86] | 4 last things whilst the train chuckles along |
[03:00.84] | Hymning your traced seed? |
[03:07.16] | Shall we can we execute? |
[03:13.01] | I heard lists of houses, creeks, small fishes |
[03:19.94] | With Judah banners there was something |
[03:27.22] | Dead in the jigsaw |
[03:30.88] | Well jagged you sped into the twilit |
[03:37.12] | Plucked thistles kissed cowslip |
[03:43.19] | Drinks hosted to the goddess Shirley |
[04:01.16] | Frater what is the state of ghosts? |
[04:06.41] | The sex of stars? |
[04:13.67] | In the frame of the lashed face |
[04:19.03] | Under the turretted galaxy |
[04:25.16] | On that boat I smelt of horsies |
[04:30.83] | And whistled the death plumb disco |
[04:37.10] | Anger and stupid arise |
[04:42.93] | In my moon garden |
[04:49.22] | Pulled straps on my lips |
[04:54.94] | And read Acts VII: 48 read |
[05:01.06] | Romans II: 2 read |
[05:07.09] | Romans II: 23 read |
[05:13.05] | Romans too II: 29 and |
[05:17.70] | Approach the gentle core of the sealed |
[05:25.09] | And the master of the moonsmile |
[05:31.28] | It is all Greek to see and Spell |
[05:36.87] | And count drinking the letters |
[05:43.09] | Crowned with bars and nails |
[05:49.38] | |
[05:50.19] | Those flowers grew |