Song | Our Lady in Darkness |
Artist | The Legendary Pink Dots |
Album | Island of Jewels |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Our lady in the abbatoir. She's hanging headless, charred. Baby on her | |
breast - there's nothing left, the milk turned to powder, Twist her, she's | |
an hour glass - but time has died. The blast was final. Captain's flat down | |
in the urinal fixing cos he's sick of shooting shadows. |