Bloodstreamruns
As I descended with the Dogs Blood Rising
So then I ascended to the Thunder Perfect Mind
Great grey blood-speckled slabs of slate have fallen
This is my vision in the croaking jeering world
All idiotic faces and swollen hearts
In the papers, the faces are not real
In the world, the faces are not real
In the heart of the heart, the face is real
The dead die abroad, the crows fly, the wolves fly
And four poorly painted cardboard horsemen
Sheet over the back of the winds
They are not legion, but close
God walked on Earth in those days
Now, still, in my hearts, He walks still
In the green fields far away, there is a solid tree
Mother and the sign, she makes
On the broken horse zodiac signs, yellow face passes
All the rainbow her arms were
All books piled up in dirty heaps, craterlike surface, pitted
Oh, bellissima, Largherana
If the seahorse was golden, cold and
Talking back the bloody streams of God's own pain
"Why should we have compassion for others
When God Himself has had no pity on others?"
"Take back the blood-speech", she said to me
Certain colours came from her body
She is alone!
God walked on Earth in those days
Now, still, in my hearts, He walks still
And the broken face of this horizoned world
Is covered by crystal-cross ice
And the broken face of this horizoned world
Is covered by crystal-cross ice
When this whole wide-eyeless world sighs
This eyeless world sighs
All the stars are souls, each single planet is
The life-flame of the nothingly eternally spark
I cannot believe despite the evidence of one God-eye and one poor-eye
That this world is God's own blood-red
Grass-green, blue-black skypied Paradise
When I lay in the arms of one woman, I said to her silent
"You will be forever mine"
Though as you shall, though you die, die, die
Sleep as you shall die, I will love you always between your bodies
I pray that I shall be forever thine
If I say to you, Love, then Listen, you should be crowned above all
God walked on Earth in those days
Now, still, in my Hearts, He walks still
So then I ascended to the Thunder Perfect Mind
Great grey blood-speckled slabs of slate have fallen
This is my vision in the croaking jeering world
All idiotic faces and swollen hearts
In the papers, the faces are not real
In the world, the faces are not real
In the heart of the heart, the face is real
The dead die abroad, the crows fly, the wolves fly
And four poorly painted cardboard horsemen
Sheet over the back of the winds
They are not legion, but close
God walked on Earth in those days
Now, still, in my hearts, He walks still
In the green fields far away, there is a solid tree
Mother and the sign, she makes
On the broken horse zodiac signs, yellow face passes
All the rainbow her arms were
All books piled up in dirty heaps, craterlike surface, pitted
Oh, bellissima, Largherana
If the seahorse was golden, cold and
Talking back the bloody streams of God's own pain
"Why should we have compassion for others
When God Himself has had no pity on others?"
"Take back the blood-speech", she said to me
Certain colours came from her body
She is alone!
God walked on Earth in those days
Now, still, in my hearts, He walks still
And the broken face of this horizoned world
Is covered by crystal-cross ice
And the broken face of this horizoned world
Is covered by crystal-cross ice
When this whole wide-eyeless world sighs
This eyeless world sighs
All the stars are souls, each single planet is
The life-flame of the nothingly eternally spark
I cannot believe despite the evidence of one God-eye and one poor-eye
That this world is God's own blood-red
Grass-green, blue-black skypied Paradise
When I lay in the arms of one woman, I said to her silent
"You will be forever mine"
Though as you shall, though you die, die, die
Sleep as you shall die, I will love you always between your bodies
I pray that I shall be forever thine
If I say to you, Love, then Listen, you should be crowned above all
God walked on Earth in those days
Now, still, in my Hearts, He walks still
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Writer(s): David Tibet, Michael Cashmore
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