The devil card

oh is it complicated?
to loathe the devil and to rise
porcupine's spokes are evil
gaze translated through closed eyes.

lid(p)s are used to close glass bottles
words are wretched in thy mouth
tongue hiccupping mothers' woes
close thy eyes oh close thy arms.

hate the devil he is rising
look the sky is bloody cold
colored shaped like mr burroughs
close to end and over close.

babylon was scorched in lightning
pylons those ahead thy head
be afraid of my horizon
y'all be dead oh y'all be dead

praise the lord don't praise the satan
whitened robes against your lungs
smoke of beer and drains of pipes-oh
close thy eyes don't close thy eyes

praise the devil frighten jesus
cans in row and ducks in row
i am counting the corners
close to home where is my door?

highlands hills were bred in sctoland
scottish lads knew how to pray
party over party over!
drink till you do lose your faith

pain is bread of french revolters
mr hugo hit the hay
know no fear and know no lovers
pray yourself. yourself o pray.

(as the antichrist rises
above)

25.02.22