Songteksten

Do what thou wilt
Bash in the head
Shred the chord now as it’s set
In stone pillars of
Divine inspiration
Raise a racket, pound the drum
Pulsing trance of the pendulum
Too far bewitched for repoise
Orgasmic pulsing godless noise
Another round of bastards
Dazed and confused
Blinding noxious repelling mist they
Cradle their bygone nocturnal mistress
Folklore salivating, heaving breasts
I slither slow under your dress
One kiss is worth a thousand deaths
True love is worth a thousand deaths
Merry go round the old maypole
Enshrouding mind, body and soul
Humorless fanatic, raw and dour
Going 1000 miles per hour
Down this lonesome highway
Where the killer thumbs a ride
You can run but you can’t hide
Below the fearless stars tonight
You can run but you can’t hide
Ghouls, nothing but ghouls round here
I’d rather play inside tonight
Merry go round the old maypole
Enshrouding mind, body and soul
Humorless fanatic, raw and dour
Going 1000 miles per hour…
Humming of the radio static
Electric viscerally erratic
We could take the long way home
Down this lonesome highway
Folklore salivating, heaving breasts
I slither slow under your dress
One kiss is worth a thousand deaths
True love is worth a thousand deaths
Written by: Jasan Stepp, Todd Smith
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